Far beneath the roar of the ocean waves.

And deeper still than galleons graves.

Sleeps a lost city, with no sun or no moon.

A City buried forever in its watery tomb.

 

No light falls upon Atlantis from shining stars.

As stricken statues lie cracked with scars.  

Statues once worshipped with the utmost awe.

Now they roll in anger on the deep ocean floor.

 

Pillars of marble, crafted from hands of skill.

Have stood centuries long, and stand there still.

Cloaked in the shadows of a darkened night.

Forever draped in gloom, never to see the light.

 

In the rags of their ruins doomed temples kneel.

A civilisation lost, passing bells hauntingly peal.

Atlantis now suffers in the torment of its Hell.

Dripping canyons of tears into a deepening well.