Monument covered in gray fognEngraved ancient signsnGreen light smoldersnAncient wisdom resonatesnThe message for truth releasednFrom the lost past and the futurenSmoldering with eternal lifenBewitched ancient Atlanteans magicnMy hand touches the stonenThe book of destiny reveals our fatennIron in the fognWith the winter rime coverednEternally suspended in darknessnSmolders and flickers waitingnFrom the day of victory and glorynWhen the White handnEmbraces its heritagennVoices, always heardnWords, always spokennFire, always setnBlood, always shednRunes preserve the ancient tonguenCarried with magical auranEternally bound to the White handnNeither day nor night is their homennOur forefather's voices ring in our earsnTheir message lost to the modern daynHarbingers of liesnPoisoned your mindnEnslaved your heartnImprisoned your soulnGifts of falsehood became religionnEmptiness became inspirationnBrother, wake up, it is time!nnMonument shrouded in mistnGleams with ancient magic and powernStars fighten the black skynMy voice and thoughts vanish in the voidnnBefore dawn breaksnThe stones will speaknRevealing their secretsnAwakened from our slumbernWhite armies cross the bridge of eternity