A great and wondrous land
From tree to earth to sand
Many come together as one band
For those who call it an old or new land

This land of ours, what a wondrous place
Full of grandeur and free, open space
Unseen by almost nary a sentient face
Arise like a Phoenix should be the case

A place that we now can make our bed
Our people as one will need to be fed
New animals and plants we will have bred
A gentle reminder of all of our war dead

From the ashes will no longer be hollow
Scholae will now be the one to follow