Текст: Atrocity. Aeon.

Aeon, aeon, aeon, aeon
Aeon, aeon, aeon, aeon

We seeked for a new life
We found places to stay
We came from Aztlan
A land far away

Over the ocean
Will we ever see
Our native country
Rising up the sea?

We are the survivors
Keeping the heritage
The fruits of sins
The wisdom of kings

Hear our calling
Aeon, aeon, aeon, aeon
Aeon, aeon, aeon, aeon

Longing for a new home
We found landscapes to stay
We came from Atlanton
An island far away

Bringing mystic culture
All around the globe
People from the old world
Escaping from the flood

We are the survivors
Keeping the heritage
The fruits of sins
The wisdom of kings

Forever calling
Aeon,

We built up a world of wonder
We built it stone by stone
It will remain forever
Even if we are gone

Hear our call
Aeon, aeon, aeon, aeon
Hear our call
Aeon, aeon, aeon, aeon

We are the survivors
Keeping the heritage
The fruits of sins
The wisdom of kings

Hear our calling
Forever calling