Motherland

For the Queen of Gods, the blazing fire
Was soaring high through a blood red sky
And weaving a shroud of crimson ash
And distress made for my fleet

“We were the fallen
We are the chosen ones
Once, we were fallen
Now, we are the chosen ones
Of Ilium! We are the sons

The foaming waves are calling
why can’t you hear them?
Listen, the wind is screaming your name
You shall answer
Acesta must be left behind
That’s the will divine

We were the fallen
We are the chosen ones
Once, we were fallen
Now, we are the chosen ones”

Thus Nautes spoke:
“Aeneas
Now gather your soldiers
As the sun begins to set!
The skies command you
To bring back the glory of Troy!

Sail on
Forget all your regrets
Ride the waves and cross the sea
To find an homeland
To bring back the glory of Troy

Fato ti volle ramingo
dai lidi violati da Ulisse
ti spinse per mare e per terra
sino a lambire le italiche coste
Soffrendo l'ira celeste
nel Lazio porrai nuovi Dei
ed il sangue latino dei padri
che sopra quei colli ergeran Roma

The time has come
To gather the warriors
Beyond the horizon lies the hope
The skies command you
To bring back the glory of Troy

Sail on
Forget all your regrets
Ride the waves and cross the sea
To find an homeland
To bring back the glory of Troy!”

Follow your fate
Out of the darkness a shade arose
Follow your fate
Father, speak to me again
Follow your fate
Of Dis I’ll wander the nether halls
Follow your fate
‘Till my breed will be revealed