Relics  captured  in  stratas

For  millennia,  have  been  sleeping

Secrets  of  buried  scriptures

Are  whispered  through  the  sound  of  wind

Kingdoms  or  dormant  splendors

For  millenia,  have  been  sinking

Speaches  of  buried  surfaces

Are  roaming  through  the  seas  of  sand

Realms,  once  back  to  light

Archa-speaches  are  told

Realms  brought  back  to  sight

Archapolis  beholded

Rising  the  fragments

Signs  of  previous  lives

Told  to  the  present

Lores  of  ancient  times

Unspeakable  beauties

Ruins  of  fabled  places

Soiled  testimonies

Of  ancestor  races

Relics  captured  in  stratas

For  ages,  have  been  hidding

Echoes  from  a  lost  era

Can  be  heard  through  the  sounds  of  wind

Kingdoms  of  radiant  slendors

For  ages,  have  been  shining

Conquest  of  the  conquerors

Are  covered  by  the  seas  of  sand

Unearthing  the  past

Knowledge...concealed

To  the  unborn  one