In the age of ancient legends, where myths were born anew,
Atlantis stood in splendor, across the ocean blue.
The Atlanteans thrived, with wisdom and might,
In a land of magic, where day turned to night.
Oh, the tales of old, where legends roam,
In Atlantis' glory, and the mythic tome.
Through the trials and the triumphs, their stories unfold,
In the epics of the ancients, their legends retold.
The Egyptians with their pyramids, and secrets of the Nile,
Their deities watched over, with a knowing smile.
From Ra's golden chariot, to Anubis' dark embrace,
Their civilization flourished, in a sacred space.
Oh, the tales of old, where legends roam,
In Atlantis' glory, and the mythic tome.
Through the trials and the triumphs, their stories unfold,
In the epics of the ancients, their legends retold.
The Norsemen sailed the icy seas, with Odin's guiding hand,
Their sagas filled with valor, in a frozen land.
From Thor's mighty hammer, to Loki's cunning schemes,
Their myths and legends echoed, in the northern dreams.
Oh, the tales of old, where legends roam,
In Atlantis' glory, and the mythic tome.
Through the trials and the triumphs, their stories unfold,
In the epics of the ancients, their legends retold.
The Greeks with their philosophers, and temples to the sky,
Their deities of Olympus, watched from on high.
From Zeus' thunderbolts, to Athena's wise gaze,
Their civilization prospered, in the golden days.
Oh, the tales of old, where legends roam,
In Atlantis' glory, and the mythic tome.
Through the trials and the triumphs, their stories unfold,
In the epics of the ancients, their legends retold.
The Atlanteans' downfall, in the depths of the sea,
A cataclysmic fury, where they ceased to be.
Yet their legacy lingers, in the whispers of the waves,
A tale of lost splendor, in the ocean's graves.
Oh, the tales of old, where legends roam,
In Atlantis' glory, and the mythic tome.
Through the trials and the triumphs, their stories unfold,
In the epics of the ancients, their legends retold.
The Egyptians, Norse, and Greeks, their stories intertwined,
With Atlantis' mystic lore, in the tidal flow of time.
Their deities and heroes, in the annals of the past,
A tapestry of legends, in memories that last.
Oh, the tales of old, where legends roam,
In Atlantis' glory, and the mythic tome.
Through the trials and the triumphs, their stories unfold,
In the epics of the ancients, their legends retold.
The Atlanteans' wisdom, in trees and in stone,
Their knowledge and their power, in the unknown.
From the depths of the ocean, their secrets still arise,
A beacon of enlightenment, beneath the sunny skies.
Oh, the tales of old, where legends roam,
In Atlantis' glory, and the mythic tome.
Through the trials and the triumphs, their stories unfold,
In the epics of the ancients, their legends retold.
The civilizations rise and fall, to the deity out of a gate,
Their stories and their glories, in the hands of fate.
From the sands of Egypt, to the Norse's icy shore,
Their legends live forever, ripe to explore.
Oh, the tales of old, where legends roam,
In Atlantis' glory, and the mythic tome.
Through the trials and the triumphs, their stories unfold,
In the epics of the ancients, their legends retold.
And so we sing of Atlantis, and the myths of old,
Of deities and heroes, in stories bold.
Their legacy endures, in the libraries of sages,
In the mythological ages.
Oh, the tales of old, where legends roam,
In Atlantis' glory, and the mythic tome.
Through the trials and the triumphs, their stories unfold,
In the epics of the ancients, their legends retold.
