Lyrics:

Tell the press that we can't say more,there's nothing that we know ‘bout for sure.What has happend to our machines?We found no wrecks and nothing was seen.Fourteen men are lost anywhere,there's nothing we can do for them there.Those guys we have sent out for the search,they're missing too, it seems as if we're cursed.Mayday, mayday!Without a trace flight 19 got lost in the skyMayday, mayday!Without a trace flight 19 got lost in the skyMany ships and planes we missin this part of the Atlantic.IN the Bermuda trianglemagnetic fields are disturbed sometimes.Maybe that's a reason, butwho knows what really happened there?Is the flying dutchman real,are they transferred from space and time in another sphere?Mayday, mayday!Without a trace flight 19 got lost in the skyMayday, mayday!Without a trace flight 19 got lost in the skyb) AtlantisDrowned in the sea, some thousand years agowe searched for ages for the placebut noone yet has found a way through the haze, noMyths and legends wind ‘round treasure there to finda whole civilization diedand all they knew, it sunk with them in their graveThe scientists found out some theories aboutan earthquake dragged it all away,maybe this was meant in tales ‘bout the flood...The earth has changed its face and took our fruits awayWe know, the people there were wisewas mankind's cradle lost before our time?Mayday, mayday!Mayday, mayday!Without a trace Atlantis drowned into the seaWithout a trace Atlantis drowned into the seac) Uninvited VisitorsI've seen, I have seen them, I know what I tell youlast night when I drove home they were there, this is trueThey hung in the air above the motorwaythen they came down to mea phosphorising light piercing me and thetime, it stood still on the motorwaythen they came down to mea phosphorising light piercing me and the time, it stood stillI've heard from a neighbour, he saw them at home.They stood before his window watching him, somaybe they first want to study our life,yeah, they study our life.Before they get in contact with us they must know who we are.Do you know ‘bout the U.F.O.'smaybe there's more life than we knowwhat comes now? I am eager to know,will they come back and clear our doubts?Without a trace they came and left us in a messWithout a trace they came and left us in a mess
Rage Without A Trace