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

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

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