Apollo 歌词

Lost in the sands of a lunar sea Mysteries of God are awaiting me A treasure trove of ancient technology Strewn in broken glass Castles that climb high in the moon-sky Of a future that passed Apollo is holding the fortunes of man Oaths have been sworn in deep secrecy Spells have been cast for our destiny Just as Osiris rises in the night Our sails seek the skies We will retrieve the birthright of Horus Right before your eyes Apollo is holding the fortunes of man Isis! Horus! Osiris! Rising! Found in the sands of a lunar sea Cloaked in a shroud of conspiracy Who gives a damn if all in the land Thinks we didn't go? For what we found on the moon with Apollo Is worth any man's soul Apollo is holding the fortunes of man