We, the people of the West, built Rome, Athens, Sparta,
Atlantis and Hyperborea,
Avalon and Camelot,
Knossos and Troy,

The halls of Valhalla, the temples of Eleusis,
and the labyrinths of Crete.

Each held a sacred flame,
Our inheritance carved in marble, traced in constellations, whispered through myths.

And we will, again, raise a civilization more glorious still,
Forged not merely from stone and bronze, but from spirit and will,

A new empire of destiny, reborn in defiance of entropy,
Guided by wisdom older than time,

Illuminated by a flame that darkness cannot extinguish,
Whose towers will pierce not only the clouds but reach toward the stars.

An imperium cosmic and eternal,
A new Atlantis,
Whose memory will linger long after the stars themselves have dimmed.