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, Claimes 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