Underworld (Act III)

[Verse 1: Spiros Antoniou]
A millenium passed away, small forests became jungles
Mountains were devoured from sand, violently exiled from sand
From vast deserts with the help of hands made from storms
It was as if someone wanted to erase the traces
The triumphant laughs of liberation are forgotten
The world that once seemed new and vibrant turned pale and old
Why?
Maybe because of the strange inhabitants were to eager to forget the path that led them through

[Bridge: Sotiris Vayenas & Natalie Rassoulis]
In their journey they were leaving behind not only

[Verse 2: Spiros Antoniou & Kostas Tzanokostakis]
Not only part of their body, but also part of their mind
And they became so tired, all they demanded was to rest
It wasn't difficult
There was not any apparent changes
There was not any apparent changes

[Bridge: Natalie Rassoulis, Sotiris Vayenas & Spiros Antoniou]
So a strange kind of sleep
Fell among (Fell among)
Fell among the lot

[Verse 3: Spiros Antoniou]
The more they cultivated this habbit
To seek in the deep matters of lethargy
The more their enviroment changed
It was a curious transformation
It was as if someone wanted to erase the traces

[Bridge: Sotiris Vayenas & Natalie Rassoulis]
It was a curious transformation

[Verse 4: Sotiris Vayenas]
However, there is one trace that will ever remain
Week as a whisper, it can reopen the way

[Outro: Natalie Rassoulis & Sotiris Vayenas]
Your fathers knew these words by heart
Even those that never crossed
The eerie side
That never crossed
The eerie side
Your fathers knew these words by heart
Even those that never crossed
The eerie side
That never crossed
The eerie side