Letras
In the shadows of history, where echoes still roam,
Bones got buried, but blood calls them home.
In the quarry of mankind, this guilt we can't hide,
Neandertal spirits walk with us side by side.
By the flicker of fire, in cave walls they scribed,
Stories of struggle, the will to survive.
We’re the new blood, but we've taken their place,
In the eyes of the valley, we see their old face.
Neandertal people, we share the same scars,
Lost souls of the past, written in stars.
Ghosts in our marrow, they roam through our veins,
Neandertal people, their loss is our gain.
Wolves howl the ancient song, night after night,
Remembering their kin taken from sight.
We build our cities with their bones in the ground,
But whispers of old souls are still echoing 'round.
In the curve of a river, or the shape of a hill,
Their memory lingers, whispering still.
Roots of the old tree, tangled and deep,
In the heart of our dream, their secrets we keep.
Neandertal people, we share the same scars,
Lost souls of the past, written in stars.
Ghosts in our marrow, they roam through our veins,
Neandertal people, their loss is our gain.