Moves of the deer, senses of the beast
Ancient people among the trees
Soil of their land, the way of the wind
Throne and the walls for the Woses
Be gone Orc-folk, ruin Gorgn
Be gone Troll-folk, ruin Gorgn
Gold from the sun, the wealth of the clan
Riches for soul of everyone
Rivers and lakes, the silvering moon
Kingdom of pearls, their woods
Drain the hope from the souls
Of Orcish hordes when they are dead
Drain the life from their own earth
From the stars, from every birth
Druadan chieftain
Ghn-buri-Ghn
Wise from his mind
Pure from his heart
Druadan chieftain
Ghn of the woods
Fighting the wolves
Fighting the Gorgn
Mother earth, caring her child
Forest folk, her untamed kind
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