Gigantes De Hierro

Omens thrown into the wind
Foretell the end
Of a land full of life
Surrounded by blue

Deserts that are deep and vast
And its color is changing

IRON GIANTS THEY ARE
DEATH THEY WILL SPREAD
AND A BLANKET OF DARKNESS
WILL PUT AN END TO LIFE

Guardians instead of executioners
We should be
Of the great lake that surrounds us
That sees us grow

From its depths we will have to subsist
The light in the sea will extinguish