Receding past their birth
These lands of vast shores
Stood pristine to every man

All but the forgotten ones

Who were these settler's of old?

Of whom ancient Greeks have known
Our prelude was almost lost
The first legacy


People of the serpents
Oestreminis

Land of the ophi
My sweet Ophiussa


Beyond, beware!
Unknown! The void!
An endless ocean

Tomb for daring trespassers

This primordial soil

Fertile, dynamic, in constant turmoil
Unveils a seed


May it develop, grow,
Expanded by ductile bronze
Absorbed, claims by hungry roots

Maintaining this gaunting obsession

A spring of fire looms, spills ignites

Flames of war and dust

The winter of a kingdom

The story yet to unfold

Our story has to unfold

Esta porta transporta a essência;
Do etéreo, ausência da razão...
Para trás: a eterna vespertina

Sombrio, um vulto de nação

Num rasgo, é alcançado o momento

A passagem p'ra outra dimensão
As serpentes carregam seu portento
O despertar d'Ofiússa!


People of the serpents
Oestreminis

Land of the ophi
My sweet Ophiussa


Beyond, beware!
Unknown! The void!
An endless ocean

Tomb for daring trespassers

Your grounds have encompassed

Half of our bloodline source
To the south, we'll gather out
All of what remains


The scripts in Tartassian
Leads to the Cynetes's lore

Or beyond, formation of the serpe real...

People of the serpents

Oestreminis
Land of the ophi
My sweet Ophiussa


Beyond, beware!
Unknown! The void!

An endless ocean
Tomb for daring trespassers