Circles on the surface  Speak of the ancient who fell from grace  Through their use of magic  They became a legend of old days.    Waters of the Dream world  Show 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  Of the ruler of the sunken town.    On the strand sand dune  Strike waves of Neptune.    In the Crowning of Atlantis  Memories will rise from the hidden stream of consciousness  Up 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 became 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.