Born of the lords
The eagle sees so far as he scars
The roots have spread out
The tree of great peace
The seeds of war grow strong in the east
They shot one by one
Brotherhood
Show your sign
The long house
Brotherhood
Sound your call
The long house
Many stand proud,
Five nations and one
Blinded eyes they cry to the sun
Fallen and weak
Many will die
Hold my land and pray to the sky
They shot one by one
Brotherhood
Show your sign
The long house
Brotherhood
Sound your call
The long house