Standing on the Ground of Mammoths
Johnar Håland
Burning skies descend
As we're closer to the end
The dust of centuries has passed over us
The roads ahead are unknown
Burning skies of eternity
A new world will emerge
From the ground of Mammoths
As the old ways regain their eminence
Hear the roar of the nucleus
A call of nature from the Earth's inner core
Language of a universal tongue
To be spoken
For an eon
Titans will fall
As the sun sets on us all
A new master commands our destiny
The roads ahead are unknown
And a new world will emerge
From the ground of Mammoths
As the old ways regain their eminence