We've been living a lie without a sacred tomb Slowly stripping ourselves, no smoke allowed Digging a cell to hold in the middle of nowhere It's leaving a truth inside an open mind No sound of mine is revealing a bell A land of ghosts has been wiped from these shores Atlantis is rising Its temples are dry Yes we know that our tomb will come Let's use spacetime before we're turned to stone Racing against the laws for all that's pa**ed
To leave a grain for the older ones No sound of mine is revealing a bell A land of ghosts has been wiped from these shores We were never supposed to believe the words they said With the grace of the wind it all disappeared When the sun stands alone she can never be found again The ash of Simone was left to prevent us from our sins Atlantis is rising Its temples are dry