Sacred ruins Rest in the Castrum They're waiting for Return of the lords! By the hands Of repugnant traitors They're dirtied of blood Falling in Unglorious eras without memory But your noble heritage shines behind the dark clouds Through the time Radiant stars of culture and Arts you were Obscured by who had fear Your power and strength Into land of middle Crucible of men These men have brought you Eras of glory and a pure identity This inflames the knights' hearts been born under your sky Gods you have chosen Us to make relive the ancient name Of "Contado" We'll burn the holy flames of braves Your descendants rides Under flag of Seprium Brothers of the flag rise out from shadows This is our time for make brave our deeds With the valiant count to the head of the Seprium's army We could give back light To the forgetfulness And to live again a glorious new age In proud of woods and the hills of this our beloved land Under flag, under flag, under flag of Seprium!