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GODS OF THE PROARCHÉIA : Battleships sail ahead over the ocean of Sorrow, Deployment of armadas. ÉPHAPSAMÉNÉE : Braves ! Destroy this fleet ! Fight ! GODS OF THE PROARCHÉIA : Defeat ! ÉPHAPSAMÉNÉE : Héménaï is breaking of the floods, We must face her anger. None shall retreat ! We are in crushing odds. I'll bring you down, Xunisopantès, For your treason. I'll take your lives, Each of you, Pharmelides ! Fear our naval superiority ! GODS OF THE PROARCHÉIA : Charge ! Bold ! Stand ! Kill ! Letras de canciones ÉPHAPSAMÉNÉE : Companions came off in the storm ! Put the enemy's fleet to flight ! I can see their flagship Beyond the fog. Hoist us up to her side, Avenge our deads ! CHOIR : Trust to fate, glorious king, At close range with the god of wrath. Brave the fury of the seas, Cruelty, intervention, - Floods have blown off your sword - Disarmed... Chest exposed... Disaster falls on our people, Battleaxe is throwing down ! From Letras Mania