Gradii scutaque septem dies pugnabant
Omnia mala terra excitabat
Glaudius victoriae fulgor est
Strepitus amorum clamor est
Impetum morari ruina est
Numquam illa flamma extinguitur
Flamma motusque animi
Interdum fortiter homines excitant.
Fought with a sword and shield for those seven days
The world seems to produce nothing but sorrow
It glitters on the tip of the iron
It echoes the sound of the sword
The only thing that remains is devistation
The flame of the game never extinguishes
The flame of the earth is there
To make people stronger over time
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