Olíndico

Marched, a cloak concealed him
His magic covered him
He sought salvation in his village
Born anointed with the gift of divination
He showed everyone his path, he led them

Lug the brilliant, in silver you forged
A spear to annihilate
Spear the Sun with the power of a God

With the power of lightning
To the challenging sacrifice
You gave it to him
To whoever called himself
Viros Veramos
Champion in whom you trusted

He set off in dark solitude to challenge
The Consul to a sacred and just ritual

Spear the Sun with the power of a God
Wield the weapon
That a deity granted you to carry
That you will throw at the rival with your hands
Fight, live, and protect them
Break it, destroy their ambition
Pierce the soul
Tear it apart. Pierce through their ghosts
So that everyone accepts their end
Dying in a singular duel

He grew, he fought, and his name was exalted for winning
In multiple battles he led them
He arrived, he observed the gates, his goal was not reached
That Sentinel frustrated the sacred ritual

Spear the Sun with the power of a God
Wield the weapon
That a deity granted you to carry
That you will throw at the rival with your hands
Fight, live, and protect them

Olindico, high priest
Chosen by the gods
Druid, warrior, and leader
With your silvery spear achieve victory

Spear the Sun with the power of a God
Wield the weapon
That a deity granted you to carry
That you will throw at the rival with your hands
Fight, live, and protect them
Break it, destroy their ambition
Pierce the soul
Tear it apart. Pierce through their ghosts
So that everyone accepts their end
Dying in a singular duel