Battlelore - Ghân of the Woods Lyrics

Moves of the deer
Senses of the beast
Ancient people among the trees
Soil of their land
The way of the wind
Throne and the walls for the Woses

Be gone Orc-folk
Ruin GorgÃ>>n
Be gone troll-folk
Kill GorgÃ>>n

Gold from the sun
The wealth of the clean
Riches of soul for everyone
Rivers and lakes
The silvering moon
Kingdom of pearls their woods

Drain the hope from the souls
Of orcish hordes when they are dead
Drain the life from their own earth
From the stars, from the every birth

Druadan chieftain
Ghân-buri-Ghân
Wise from his mind
Pure from his heart
Druadan chieftain
Ghân of the Woods
Fighting the wolves
Fighting the GorgÃ>>n

Mother earth
Caring for her child
Forest folk
Her untamed kind