Colossus - Huntsmen

Too many suns in a splintered sky

Don’t shield your eyes, let 'em burn you alive

Gaze on Colossus, a desolate prize

It’ll live beyond you, and the spreading fires

Bury your fear

Extend your mangled hand

Shadow draws near

Courage like a cloak

Stare it in the eye

Don’t blink when it stares back

Old legend tells how a soldier died

Saving his love and their unborn child

Watched by Colossus, frozen in time

Their tale lives beyond us — what will we leave behind?

«And yet the fear takes root in the naked soul

The sand, the sky, and big birds with wings as wide as the sky

They gaze down and watch, and wait for us to die.»