It's a Mystery

In the middle of the jungle

There are ruins of temples build along ago, stone by stone

They were made by the Mayas

A tribe that is not so well known

Each picture's on the wall

Recorded history

They were gazing at the sky

Seems stars turning back the days all the year

The remains might die

But altars meant death and fear

Worshiping Gods

Now gone a long time ago

The population grew

New cities were found

What happened then?

Was it strange decease that wiped away almost everyone

Or it might have been starvation

Caused by drought and a scorching sun

It's a mystery

The way they disappeared

It's now history

We will never know

What happened then?

Was it strange decease that wiped away almost everyone

Or it might have been starvation

Caused by drought and a scorching sun

It's a mystery

The way they disappeared

It's now history

We will never know

It's a mystery

The way they disappeared

It's now history

We will never know