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,
Gaze down and watch, and wait for us to die."
