[Verse 1] Death before death, that's what the old men said, Beneath a painted sky of silver, green, and red. The serpent spoke my name from somewhere in the trees, A voice upon the wind, a whisper in the leaves. [Chorus] And the wheel goes round and round, Through the silence, through the sound. The jungle takes the crown, And no one asks where the kings are now. [Verse 2] I've drifted through the ages on a raft of dreams and dust, Watched empires bloom like flowers and dissolve away to rust. The moon hangs like a lantern above the sleeping plain, Where shadows of the Olmecs still wander in the rain. [Chorus] And the wheel goes round and round, Through the silence, through the sound. The jungle takes the crown, And no one asks where the kings are now. [Final Verse] Death before death, and the cycle starts again, The jungle hides the story but remembers where it's been. I hear the serpent calling from the darkness of the past, A song older than memory, a song that always lasts. [Outro] And somewhere in the distance, beyond the emerald sea, The makers of the stone heads are waiting patiently. The wheel goes round forever, the sky remains the same, Only the jungle remembers their forgotten name.
