The prophets gaze on Akkadian skies
Cities crumble, all will die...
Cities crumble, all will die...
Last of the ancients beneath the tide
Unknown grave from ruins arise
Awaken from sleep, reclaim what has gone
Black cloak burns on a blazing throne
Prophets gaze to the burning skies...
Rise from the ashes, where Atlantis lies
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