[The Chronicler of Antediluvia:]
 Long ago, before the Third Great Cataclysm reshaped the face of creation,
 one nation rose above all others in the antediluvian world... Atlantis.

 [The Atlantean [bad word] ]
 Hear the call Atlanteans, proud we stand forever,
 Mightiest of warriors, we sail across the sea.
 Conquering the ancient world, a legacy eternal,
 Raise the arcane sigil high, steel and sorcery!
 Blessed with immortality, dreaming spires of majesty, glory crowns our destiny!

 [The Host of Z'xulth:]
 Your realm is lost... it shall be devoured by the sea!

 [The Chronicler of Antediluvia:]
 And so it was written in the stars, astride the world would stand the children
of Atlantis!

 And yet disturbingly, another voice, a wholly darker and more malevolent
 presence, can be perceived lurking within the ancient body of the inscriptions,
 an ominous tone which prophesizes doom [bad word] for the Atlantean realm,
 speaking of a disastrous cataclysm foretold in the stars when the sun would
 burn black and the agents of some unfathomable evil would besiege Atlantis,
 [bad word] the seas to rise and devour the continent, leaving no
 trace of the glory which once was. These passages seem to have been
 deliberately obscured, and this [bad word] with the passage of countless
 aeons and the embrace of the eternally shifting sands lamentably prevents me
 from translating the inscriptions on the fragment any further.