He comes as an elder, voice soft like dust
He tells of a house that's ready to fall
A curse at the core, hidden by the wall
Old bones will know
Where you should go
But will you betray the trust?

A secret buried, that you know
Underneath the southern stone

They dug up the bones where the whispers begin
The priests, they had spoken, said nothing was clear
Three nights in the tombs, with the stelae near
Shadows grow long
Something feels wrong
What do they think they'll win?

A secret buried, that you know
Underneath the southern stone

What if the house hides more than a name?
The old man grins, but his eyes still weep
The graves, they stir from a death too deep
Blood in the sand
No one could stand
Once truth becomes the game

A secret buried, that you know
Underneath the southern stone

The chief's house cracked, his fate was sealed
The secret not there, and never revealed

A secret buried, that you know
Underneath the southern stone

A secret buried, that you know
Underneath the southern stone