Fighters hidden in the many forests.

Hidden in the ground lie a hundred men,

Taking back parts of our home with no rest.

Colonizers walking into their den.

The trickling sound of the waterfall.

The grass and tree speak as if they're human.

Denied of becoming soldiers for all.

The nation's allies, rejected by man.

Their steadfast patriotism falling.

Like a droplet splashing into water.

The order works to help in reforming,

By inviting them to join the order.