I walk through your forgotten reign

An anient central nation

Taken under the hand



When she used to know him

To form a perfect relation

waits on gods delights

I accused of testing





All the secrets of the past come floating from their caves

Calling like a siren through the waves





The great great river flowed away

Across the sand and lived again

Leaving lust he cannot fight

Evolution in decay

Priests with hair and eyes so clear

Appealed the pawn to return

Struck up his lions and caravans

Said fifteen years I've been here





Floats in the air

A for wings

speaks

Language lost along the line