From within the roots of our nation
Is where my allegiance stems
As I stand upon this soil
Stained dark and rich by the blood of our forefathers
We stand as a union of brothers and sisters
Where everyone is our equal
Our leaders be seen as family over monarchy
Offering guidance instead of sovereignty
We shall not taint the Earth
With the tar in which the others spew
We shall stand pure of heart as we flourish alongside mother nature
In perpetual harmony
May kindness and clemency be offered
To any strangers who wash up upon our shores
Let them be clothed in the warmest robes
And let them be treated as one of our own
For we are Alok-Wran
The nation of Kindling embers
We are Alok-Wran
Our swords drawn only to enact justice
Long live our beautiful nation
With its valleys of deepest green
We stand as a solid union
Upon the soil of Alok-Wran
