Once formed and once claimed, a seal to mark our name, the binding of our forbears, a bond to be tamed. Through past eyes we see, a stronger unity, the birthright of the stranger, unknown yet still to he. Tales echo of the lust of revival, whispers recount common cause of survival, ownership of birthplace held in the stone, a fabled message from the lands where they roamed, What is just is the right to uphold, sacred scriptures, of past lives foretold, etched in rock are those deemed worthy of fame, a proud and honoured folk we seek to regain. An obligation from family ties, procreation of historical binds, condemnation of will left behind, fight for oak and soil and claim your birthright. Holding stories close to mind and to heart, Guiding the aesthetic, preserving art, From these gifts we see our birthright holds true, To this day we have the right to pursue.