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Seminole is a 1953 American western film directed by Budd Boetticher and starring Rock Hudson and Anthony Quinn. Much of the film was shot in the Everglades National Park, Florida, USA.
At Fort King, Florida, in 1835, Lt. Lance Caldwell is charged with the murder of a sentry. At his court martial, he recounts the story of the fragile peace between the settlers and the native Seminole Indians and how that peace is threatened by the strict fort commander, Maj. Harlan Degan who wants to wipe out the natives. Caldwell’s childhood sweetheart, Revere Muldoon, meets with Osceola, a Seminole chief and old friend of Lt. Caldwell’s. Through respect for Caldwell, Osceola comes to the fort under a flag of truce, but is imprisoned by Maj. Degan. Osceola dies whilst in captivity and Caldwell is accused of his murder and jailed. Eventually the truth comes out and the Seminole Indians rescue Caldwell from his prison.
Keywords: ambush, american-indian, battle, battlefield, bayonet, bow-and-arrow, cannon, cavalry, combat, epic-battle
Defy
The rumors to whispers
That makes a crass man bound
Defy
Their break in mercy
To consume the myth through flawlessness
It's been discovered
What they've exposed
Harbors the failures
To what we own
And they comply
To justify
Those shifting winds of conformity
This is a make or break elation
A razor to writs slit recovery
The struggle to botch
Impulsive structure from a slow-handed conspiracy
It Bears to all exploitation
Empowered but uncovered
Seminal
Seminal
Near and dear to our hearts desire
Inception to reign with havoc fist
Call the bluff
On smoking guns
When first loves turn fatality
Defend
Life's note and fact
The tension to tame the iconoclast
Defend
Life's torn out pages
And reverse their sands in the hourglass
Bury the hatchet in the name of progression
They're living on their knees
We walk the line
Stripped and severed
While kindred thoughts build unbearable
Seminal
Seminal
Near and dear to our hearts desire
Inception to reign with havoc fist
Call the bluff
On smoking guns
When first loves turn fatality
Out of step or out of reach
Rapture for the fallen
A piece of them is a part of me
But their voices are left unheard
They never scream
They never starve
They never bleed
They never suffer
And they will never ever understand
Deceive
Those jubilant whores
With the delicate sense in delivery
Deceive
The crashing bores
Who've left us hung out to dry and die
Part the seas
And pave your way
To the sirens of new noise
Let the lace be the bait
As the past as the past portrays
While you leave the enemy entertained
We'll always scream
We'll always starve
Seminal
Always bleed
Always suffer
We are the sentiment