The soil is rich and deep and black
The ancient roots are coming back
Aurelian petals start to bloom
Within the forest's heavy loom
The loam is warm beneath the skin
Where all the wilder things begin
The ferns unfold in emerald light
To chase away the heavy night
Oh, Cyrodiil Green and gold
The stories of the earth unfold
Sown in the clay and held in trust
Rising up from the iron rust
The silver birch begins to sway
To welcome back the golden day
The spores are drifting on the breeze
Among the tall and timeless trees
Oh, Cyrodiil Green and gold
The stories of the earth unfold
Sown in the clay and held in trust
Rising up from the iron rust
Patient hands will tend the seed
Giving everything they need
Water flowing through the vein
Washing out the old salt stain
The ivy climbs the broken wall
Until the heavy ruins fall
The moss is soft and velvet bright
Holding on with all its might
A secret garden wakes from sleep
Where the hidden spirits keep
The Latin names are carved in stone
A kingdom that the plants have known
Oh, Cyrodiil Green and gold
The stories of the earth unfold
Sown in the clay and held in trust
Rising up from the iron rust
Sown in the clay
Deep in the gray
Cyrodiil Green
