Earthquake, disjoining mountains
Treacherous sea, gulping the trees
The time of the earth has finally come
Breaking itself, parting with all
Black clouds, concealing the light
Eruptions of red rivers of death
A ravenous drought is draining the life
Ínia's might has to be unleashed
Between the furthest mountains
So tells an ancient myth
The crystal of life
Holds a goddess inside
Under the erin valley
Surrounded by glowing mist
Hidden from all
Ínia, jailed in glass
"Watch out!" yells a grown man
Saving the life of his comrades
Furious windstorms are chasing his band
They cling to the trees, firmly they stand
Mad quest, keeping the faith
Foolish hope, guiding their way
Every wise man warns about this
Ínia is fantastic and doesn't exist
Quake carnivore
Breaking the floor
Volcano explodes
Burning red throat
Between the furthest mountains
So tells an ancient myth
The crystal of life
Holds a goddess inside
Under the erin valley
Surrounded by glowing mist
Hidden from all
Ínia, jailed in glass
Few have dodged the death
At last they got there
It's been a long way
But the crystal is in their hands
Healing green burst
And clear waters reviving the dead
Lands with its touch
Growing life, the planet shines again
Healing green burst
And clear waters reviving the dead
Lands with its touch
Growing life, the planet shines again
