I will only tell the truth,
If you will come and listen
To this tale, that's old and moot,
That's lost every new season.

Of The Son, rude and uncouth,
Who tried hard to abandon,
Who fought to forget his root,
But lost the ones he'd chosen.

Listen, I won't speak untruth,
Lest I perish in prison,
Lest I die in molten soot,
Or by tigers, be eaten.

I am not one to refute
The things learned in a lesson.
Listen, peril is afoot,
It's causing lands to rotten.

You will know if you are lord,
If you're one with strength for two,
If you are Usobo clansblood,
Imusop will protect you.

If skies bleed off your accord,
Or scratches, you can undo,
If you're Elhiji clansblood,
Imelheji will heal you.

If in mind, you can record
If your heart seeks all things true,
If you're Izecha clansblood,
Imizeh will instruct you.

Your whole life has been explored,
By things that crawled, swam, or flew,
If you're Osek'ni clansblood,
Imoseki will give you.

But you who heed my summon,
You who hide around and sneak,
You're not precious, not welcome,
To the tables at the peak.

For you and I are common,
Our blood runs red, thin, and weak.
Come, let's point, let us spit on
Days the clans could have been meek.

Ene haboni bunon,
They all called on gods to seek.
Ene haboni bunon,
Like us, they begged gods to speak.

They cast their fear in iron,
They give it no chance to peak.
Come, let's relax, let's blossom,
Let us watch their armors creak.