The Man
Atlantis Lyrics

Tombs of worship, that cease hold slumbering souls
Ancient burial sites that hold the dormant spirits of the deceased

Enchanted, by those that came before
Fascinated by the legacy and teachings left by previous generations

Spirits of the fallen, are distributed for greed
The souls of the deceased are exploited for personal gain

No man walks along the path we seek
No one else follows the same journey or pursuit as us

Parasites of the elements that leech to feed
Those who selfishly exploit the natural resources to satisfy their own needs

Sucking the essence of the life we breathe
Draining the vital energy and vitality that sustains our existence

The force of nature we hide inside, will always be right by our side
The inherent power of nature resides within us, constantly supporting us

As elements and stars align, break these lies
When everything falls into place, uncover and challenge the falsehoods

The cities will crumble
Metropolises will eventually collapse

Fires burn throughout the land
Destruction and chaos reign in the world

Rebuild from ashes
Reconstruct society despite the devastation

This is the curse of man
It is the inherent nature of humanity to be plagued by such struggles

Beneath the waves
Submerged underwater

The ruins time forgot
Ancient remnants disregarded and lost with the passage of time

Atlantis falls
The legendary city of Atlantis collapses

Fallen dreams of those that would seek to repent
Abandoned aspirations of those who desire redemption

Unforgiven by the souls of gods
Rejected and not granted forgiveness by divine entities

That is desecrated for the belief of lambs
Defiled for the sake of the naïve believers

Led to the oncoming slaughter
Guided towards an imminent and ruthless massacre

Blood will run like a river, through these sacred halls once more
A massive amount of bloodshed and violence will occur in these holy spaces again

Crushing blows, to those who stand will fall
Those who resist will be defeated by powerful and devastating attacks

A need for power still remains, an eternal strength that can't be gained
The thirst for dominance persists, but true strength cannot be acquired

An iron fist on crimson skies, break these lies
A firm and oppressive rule over a deceitful world, challenge and dismantle the falsehoods

As we stand before the three pillars
In our current position facing these fundamental principles

The wind, it whispers our name
The gentle breeze carries our identities and essence

As the sun and the moon give power
Through the influence of celestial bodies, we gain strength

The awakening begins
The process of enlightenment and realization commences

With three martyrs carved in stone
Depicted through statues, three individuals who sacrificed themselves

Fear and beauty etched below
Both terror and allure permanently marked beneath the surface

The three tyrant's reign above
The oppressive rulers exert authority from their elevated positions

Yet we wash away the flood
Despite facing overwhelming challenges, we cleanse and overcome

A cleansing of the weak
Eradicating the vulnerable and feeble

A hidden path to find the peak
Discovering an obscured route to reach the pinnacle of success

A twisted soul yet bound in chain, we wash, wash away the pain
Although tormented and restricted, we strive to eliminate the suffering