Giants - Quintessence

Once there was a land

Where now there is a sea

Giants peacefully

In this green country

Grew to be tall as trees

Hearing prophecies

Knew the coming tide

Will leave no place to hide

Rivers flowing now

Through my eyes and brow

Tell of the ancient ships

Still in the oceans depths

Sands shifting over them

Ships of giant men

Still softly dying trees

Where rivers now are seas