Signs from the past, watching eyes From an intime age The door to the unknown is opened For a long time
There's only a step Where the knowledge of thousand of years And dying stones' sound are Your soul is waiting silent
Signs from the past They're lying in front of us, but the truth distruls Signs from the past A message that we have never understood Signs from the past An ancient, an ancient sound from the last world
Signs from the past Another hundred of years is flying away The past remains a white stain This way leads to the oblivion