Letra de The Bird Serpent War / Cataclysm
Mocking the ways of justice The serpent's dragon vultures ride Storming the gates of seven No mortal man shall break our strideOur flames engulf your good works And our terror reigns supreme Dark beasts that do my bidding By thrashing, tearing down your dreamsGather 'round chosen people of the grand design Scorn the prophet's words The device of our demise OhThe crumbling earth beneath the weapon's roar Raining fire from shore to shore Neptune's might, the storming waves Rise to make a kingdom's graveAnd all Atlantis cried (a million souls crying out) Save the child from the sea (she must carry on) The secrets and technology shrouded deep in mystery (Only one will carry on) Carry on