[Music and Lyrics by Ordeith, Drums by Rev. JR Preston of Tjolgtjar] Blackened antlers on lightened skin A misty haze and drums within This valley deep and wide across Green hued eyes like fresh grown moss Peer about this darkened land A wild home for wild men And women fair and strong and brave The ones who's honor they keep and have This paradise of ancient lands Beliefs and customs, sword strong hands With weapons high and trumpets blare And hair grown out and skin so fair Though you may be extinct today Our people live your honourable way [In memory of Brett Vale] From Letras Mania