The End Of The Summer
Feel the breeze sweep over your skin
and sand grains getting in your eyes
waves are reflecting the sunlight like a mirror
Half buried under the ground
ruins from another time
seem to dream with ancient gods of war
Remember the wind, remember the sun
the end of the Summer is coming to us
an unstoppable force rushing from the past
a soothing balm for the soul
Remember the wind, remember the sun
the end of the Summer is coming to us
an unstoppable force rushing from the past
the end of the Summer is coming to us
A stone road under the sea
piercing through the veil of time
Peasants are bringing votives to the temple
Rowing boats are approaching the coast line
loaded down with spices and gold
They bring stories of forgotten cities
And of cruel rulers from distant kingdoms
Lines of sails come out through the mist
thundering a rain of lead and blood
Tomorrow they will be gone in search of new lands
A figure rises from the deep
dividing the land with his hands
laying down the limits of the world
