Oflussa-Gwydion

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