Violence By The North Saskatchewan

Oh river, rest your vengeance
I am not the one you seek.
Deep underwater a restless spirit
Calls your name in viciousness.

Down by river, occurrence of violence,
My dear brother lies dead on the bank
All for the love of the reckless woman
Who stole my heart and took my name.

Blind old river sees blood in the distance.
Pools on the water, tear out my eyes.
She’s a killer, a killer of men,
Full and loved and honest shape.

Oh river, bear away my burden.
I have succumbed to a wicked fear.
I am haunted by an awful demon
My brother’s ghost comes chained in stones.

Up from the river a cascading spirit
Rose as steam and fades as mist
And whispers closely, mouth full of water,
“i curse your soul, i curse your name.”

Blind old river sees blood in the distance.
Pools on the water, tear out my eyes.
She’s a killer, a killer of men,
Full and loved and honest shape.