We wait, through the long years of the slumbering dark,
For the one who will lead us out, when we embark
On the greatest journey the ages have ever seen:
Paraxenos will return when our part is complete.
Before the downfall, we were so close to freedom.
The five wise men, but most of all the one
Who understood us, rallied us to stand:
Paraxenos raised us, made us strong again.
Yet now we are hidden, in caves and holes
We take our refuge, 'til the time that, full
Appointed, comes, when we shall rise:
When Paraxenos returns, we'll claim our prize.
Soon now the shining world will hear
Our battle trumpets, and they'll fear
The rumor of our coming storm:
When Paraxenos leads us out to war.
