Circles on the surface
   Speak of the ancient who feel from grace
   Through their of magic
   They became a legend of old days.
   Waters of the Dream world
   Shows pictures from the Land of Before
   A continent of dream
   That you could watch on a foreign shore.
   On the strand sand dune
   Strike waves of Neptune.
   From the tales of Solon
   To the depth of astral memory
   The legend of Atlantis
   Will appear from the Great Old Sea.
   Dive into the abyss
   To find the lost luciferic crown
   And put it on the head
   On the ruler of the sunken town.
   On the strand sand dune
   Strike waves of Neptune.
   In the Crowning of AtlantisUp to the surface of the sea.
   Atlantis bear once again the Crown of Drakon
   To Agharti
   Zodee-en ten Par-geh
   Sod-ar teh Buh-zod-deh
   Har-geh Ah-na-na-he
   In the Crowning of Atlantis
   Ecstasies will rise from the deepest depth of consciousness
   Up to the surface of the sea.
   Atlantis bear once again the Crown of Pan
   To Arcady.
   Zodee-en ten Par-geh
   Sod-ar teh Buh-zod-deh
   Har-geh Ah-na-na-he
   Waters in the Ocean
   Speak of the ancient who fell from grace
   When they took the Trident
   And bacame a legend of old days.
   Dive into the abyss
   To find the lost luciferic crown
   And put it on the head
   On the ruler of the sunken town.
   On the strand sand dune
   Strike waves of Neptune.