Circles on the surface

Speak of the ancient who fell from grace

Through their use of magic

They became a legend of old days.



Waters of the Dream world

Show pictures from the Land of Before

A continent of dream

That you could watch on a foreign shore.



On the strand sand dune

Strike waves of Neptune.



>From the tales of Solon

To the depth of astral memory

The legend of Atlantis

Will appear from the Great Old Sea.



Dive into the abyss

To find the lost luciferic crown

And put it on the head

Of the ruler of the sunken town.



On the strand sand dune

Strike waves of Neptune.



In the Crowning of Atlantis

Memories will rise from the hidden stream of consciousness

Up to the surface of the sea.

Atlantis bear once again the Crown of Drakon To Agharti



Zodee-en ten Par-geh

Sod-ar teh Buh-zod-deh

Har-geh Ah-na-na-he



In the Crowning of Atlantis

Ecstasies will rise from the deepest depth of consciousness

Up to the surface of the sea.

Atlantis bear once again the Crown of Pan To Arcady.



Zodee-en ten Par-geh

Sod-ar teh Buh-zod-deh

Har-geh Ah-na-na-he



Waters in the Ocean

Speak of the ancient who fell from grace

When they took the Trident

And became a legend of old days.



Dive into the abyss

To find the lost luciferic crown

And put it on the head

On the ruler of the sunken town.



On the strand sand dune

Strike waves of Neptune.