Excitate vos e somno, liberi mei.
Cunae non sunt.
Excitate vos e somno, liberi fatali.
Somnus non eat.
Surgite.
Invenite hortum veritatis.
Ardente veritate
Urite mala mundi.
Ardente veritate
Incendite tenebras mundi.
Valete, liberi,
Diebus fatalibus. |
Wake from your sleep, my children.
Your childhood years are gone.
Wake from your sleep, children of fate.
Your rest is gone.
Arise.
Search, come to the true garden, the garden of spring's truth.
With fiery truth,
Burn the evils of this world.
With fiery truth,
Light the darkness of the world.
Farewell, children,
From the day of fate. |
