The Day of Strife
Imi gdonios riios rijiaspe toutias
The mountains trembledWhen the Antumnos' doors opened wideThe ancient one stepped forthTo bring to justice the grim tyrantsA withered-skinned old manDivine Logos upon himHis words alike the arrows in his quiver
We followed himOur ears tethered to the divine tongueThe ancient wise of Antumnos
Our burning strength - our beacon light - our freedom's drown
On the day of strifeTwo daughters born in painTo the reign of lifeTheir dawning glory will shine
"Seseroneos! Ferocious giant o Tauriscus! You wroth bullLong enough have you trampled over these lands!"A raddled aged manVanquished the oppressorAnd reclaimed the lands of the West
Our salvation - our victory
As our lands bloomed againAnd Celtos' children grewOgmios returned to AntumnosTo attend Gobanno's feast