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Deep in sacred forests

Silent beneath the trees

Honouring oaths as promised

Wait for the signal from me

Out of the mist and shadows

Footsteps are growing near

Shapes on the path below us

We are what they fear

I turn my face to the sun

Polished oak in hand

We inhale together as one

I plant my staff in the sand

Bows sing a song of sorrow

They drown in a sea of spears

They shall not know tomorrow

Only silence here

In every wooded valley

‘Cross every grassland plain

Steel says you go no further

Arrows falling like rain

We lie unseen in the hills

Wait for my command

The air here is colder than steel

I plant my staff in the sand

Tears of relief are flowing

From every eye that sees

Every single last invader

Thrown back into the sea

They saw our kingdom at peace

And they forced our hand

Their ships disappear in the east

I plant my staff in the sand