The Bird Serpent War / Cataclysm

Mocking the ways of justice
 The serpent's dragon vultures ride
 Storming the gates of seven
 No mortal man shall break our stride
 Our flames engulf your good works
 And our terror reigns supreme
 Dark beasts that do my bidding
 By thrashing, tearing down your dreams
 Gather 'round chosen people of the grand design
 Scorn the prophet's words
 The device of our demise
 Oh
 The crumbling earth beneath the weapon's roar
 Raining fire from shore to shore
 Neptune's might, the storming waves
 Rise to make a kingdom's grave
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 And all Atlantis cried (a million souls crying out)
 Save the child from the sea (she must carry on)
 The secrets and technology shrouded deep in mystery
 (Only one will carry on)
 Carry on