Homeland

<p>The wind calls from the east<br/>And the trees speak in their mother tongue<br/>My homeland, my place where my kin will rest<br/>To be here is all I need<br/><br/>Echoes deep in the valleys<br/>The wind like an arrow through the trees<br/>I see my kin in the distance<br/>My only strength the only memory<br/><br/>Serving under the High King<br/>I protected the realm for many moons<br/>By sword and by spear<br/>The armour of the self<br/>My son will follow this path<br/>Till the end of his days<br/>And what do the gods have in store<br/>What legacy will be left?<br/>My home, heart and kin<br/>To play a part to a damned end<br/><br/>My love for my wife, my heart for my kin<br/>My sword for my land, my spear for my king<br/>And at the end of my life legacy and all<br/>And the fires are burning still<br/>In great halls celebreation is heard<br/>Orghlaith where great kings fell<br/>My homeland ancient and free<br/><br/>Years ago in these same hills<br/>The gods did visit us, the three races of old<br/>Deerfolk, Menfolk and Swanfolk<br/>My father died in a great battle<br/>On the strangest shore and most barren land<br/>Wandering I found him<br/>Bleeding up against a rock<br/>I took his ancient spear<br/>For victory<br/>For memory<br/><br/>And without all what am I?<br/>This land is my blood it flows like the rivers<br/>Speak to me the pulse of the land<br/>My homeland and my heart<br/>My love for my wife, my heart for my kin<br/>My sword for my land, my spear for my king<br/>And at the end of my life legacy and all<br/>When the trees speak in their mother tongue<br/>When moon harks to an infinite glow<br/>The lands of Orghlaith will know<br/>My homeland ancient and free