In the middle of the jungle There are ruins of temples built along ago Stone by stone They were made by the mayas A tribe that is not so well-known Each pictures on the wall Recorded history They were gazing at the sky Seeing stars telling them days on the year Monuments marked time But altars meant death and fear Worshipping gods now gone long time ago The population grew, new cities were found What happened then? Was it a stranger disease that wiped away almost everyone? Or it might have been starvation caused by drought and a scorching sun? It's a mystery - the way they disappear It's now history - we will never know What happened then? Was it a stranger disease that wiped away almost everyone? Or it might have been starvation caused by drought and a scorching sun? It's a mystery - the way they disappear It's now history - we will never know