Old Metru Nui
Haunted by a voice they can't control
Ide runs from the Great Coliseum
Through the crowded streets, until the sounds of the city fade away
When their heartlight stops racing
They realize they cannot hear Atero Nui anymore
No engines or distant footsteps
Only the cold wind blowing through the wreckage
Of a city turned on its head
And the faint pattering of protodermic rain
The air is thick with mist, and a chill hangs in the hazy air
What was once the mind, and the epicenter of Makuta's rise to power
These are the ruins of Old Metru Nui
Ide runs from the Great Coliseum
Through the crowded streets, until the sounds of the city fade away
When their heartlight stops racing
They realize they cannot hear Atero Nui anymore
No engines or distant footsteps
Only the cold wind blowing through the wreckage
Of a city turned on its head
And the faint pattering of protodermic rain
The air is thick with mist, and a chill hangs in the hazy air
What was once the mind, and the epicenter of Makuta's rise to power
These are the ruins of Old Metru Nui
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