Saor

Buried in this soil Are roots that go deep Like scars etched in the earth Ancient wounds, a reminder Of a distant age When the heart of the mountain Pounded in every proud mans chest Of forgotten oath When blood and honour Spoke to every true man's s

When day fades into night Stars ignite the sky Illuminating sacred stones Mysterious carvings glimmer Revealing archaic prophecies Ghostly whispers haunt the air Evoking ancestral wisdom I stand hypnotised My destiny unfolds before me As I ascend to

I see there woods, and I see there thickets, I see there the fair and most fertile of meadows; I see there the deer on the ground in the corries Hiding in mantles of mist. Lofty mountains and resplendent ledges, There dwell my own folk, kind folk of