The Bird Serpent War / Cataclysm - Symphony X

Mocking

The ways of justice

The serpent’s dragon, vultures ride

Storming

The Gates of Seven

No mortal man shall break our stride

Our flames

Engulf your good works

And our terror reigns supreme

Dark beasts

That do my bidding

By thrashing, tearing down your dreams

Gather 'round, chosen people of the grand design

Scorn the prophet’s words, 'the device of our demise'

The crumbling earth beneath the weapon’s roar

Raining fire from shore to shore

Neptune’s might

The storming waves

Rise to make the kingdom’s grave

And 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

'…the perservation of Balance was utmost

Importance, and cast into the sea was the

Child Ma’at, to find a new land… riding on the

Breath of Poseidon…'