vos, o superi, meus ordine sanguis, ne pugnare odiis, neu me temptare precando certetis; sic Fata mihi nigraeque Sororum iuravere colus: manet haec ab origine mundi fixa dies bello, populique in proelia nati.
As for you, High Ones, my blood descendants, vie not in hate and strife nor attempt me with rival entreaty. Thus the Fates, the dark distaffs of the Sisters, have sworn to me. This day stands fixed for war from the worlds origin, these peoples were born to battle.
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