"Gather 'round chosen people of the Grand Design Scorn the prophet's words - 'the device of our demise'..."
The crumbling earth beneath the weapon's roar - Raining fire from shore to shore Neptune's might - the storming waves rise to make the Kingdom's grave
All 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...


