What can be learned
From these stories told
But not understood?
Why this world turned?
Was it cold, the future foretold?
What was suppose to be understood?

These stories told
Yet untold to us...
We have no understanding
Or, at least, no proof
That what we think we're understanding
Is actually truth.

We think we know
What these thing say
But do we really?
oder is it all...
All the stories and myths and legends....
Is it all possibly...
Just a best guess?
Can we prove the stories we've been telling...
Are actually fact, and not fiction...?

Each glyph means something
But to common eyes, nothing.
“Just pictures” to some, to most
Some claim they know what they mean
But no proof exists to prove them
Either right nor wrong.

So to say these stories
Are told yet untold.
Understood yet...
Not understood.
History lost...
But it was recorded in stone

On papers, culture written
Meaningless to the average
Because we can't understand what it says
oder what it means...

Pictures for our guessing
1,000 words for the bidding
Each picture worth Mehr then that
But 1,000 words is all we're giving.

Worlds untold
Telling what the ancients knew
But we can't decipher.
Stories and history
Loses and victory
Lost information chiseled
And carefully carved for us
Somehow we Lost it...

This little piece of history...
Is nothing less then a welcome
A welcome to mystery.
Let your imagination tell
These stories told
Yet unknown.