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 Speeches of buried surfaces Are roaming through the seas of sand Realms, once back to light Archaspeeches are told Realms brought back to sight Archapolis behold Rising the fragments Signs of previous lives Told to the present Lores of ancient times Unspeakable beauties Ruins of fabled places Soiled testimonies Of ancestors races Relics captured in stratas For ages, have been hiding Echoes from a lost era Can be heard through the sounds of wind Kingdoms of radiant splendors 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 Unearthing the past...
stratas, unearthing, relic, splendor, captured