Signs from the past, watching eyes

From an intime age

The door to the unknown is opened

For a long time



There's only a step

Where the knowledge of thousand of years

And dying stones' sound are

Your soul is waiting silent



Signs from the past

They're lying in front of us, but the truth distruls

Signs from the past

A message that we have never understood

Signs from the past

An ancient, an ancient sound from the last world



Signs from the past

Another hundred of years is flying away

The past remains a white stain

This way leads to the oblivion