In the midst of wave

Unconceivable Evil

And we are drowning down

Into the forgotten city

Oxygen becoming treasure

Is it time to choose

...yes, it is...

We plunging in madness

In the depths of madness

Into the light in the end

Of this terrible journey

Guided by figure sculpted in ivory

Place, where absence of life

Does not mean morality

Imagination in one with memory

And memories are so real

Unveiling the mystery

Storm choirs are wailing

Splendid structures

Going out searchlight

In the midst of wave

Unconceivable Evil

And we are drowning down

Into the forgotten city

It's time to choose

And I am choosing

The Unknown...