Iron colossus slowly we are dying
The ghosts of our past are now here
Used to kill our Mother who saw us born
And now forgotten for eternity
We destroy your lives
We poisoned your future
We are at your pictures
Extraordinary and frightful figure
That the landscape takes at nightfall
What the author sees would have seemed
To Virgil the Tartarus and to Dante Hell
A frightening candlestick
Eighty feet high
And throws on the rocks
Which flames in the landscape
Forest and ravines
Sinister reverberations
Iron Giant
Iron Giant
Now asleep in coldness
No errant souls
Iron cathedral
Abandoned by our creators
A long and deep sigh
Coming from our skeleton
We wait patiently
For the returns of our masters
Iron Giant
Iron Giant
Iron Giant Video (MV)
Performed By: Obsolete Humanity
Language: English
Length: 4:01
Written by: Bernard Limbourg, César Houssa, Simon Schoonbroodt, Tom Massart
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Iron colossus slowly we are dying
The ghosts of our past are now here
Used to kill our Mother who saw us born
And now forgotten for eternity
We destroy your lives
We poisoned your future
We are at your pictures
Extraordinary and frightful figure
That the landscape takes at nightfall
What the author sees would have seemed
To Virgil the Tartarus and to Dante Hell
A frightening candlestick
Eighty feet high
And throws on the rocks
Which flames in the landscape
Forest and ravines
Sinister reverberations
Iron Giant
Iron Giant
Now asleep in coldness
No errant souls
Iron cathedral
Abandoned by our creators
A long and deep sigh
Coming from our skeleton
We wait patiently
For the returns of our masters
Iron Giant
Iron Giant
The ghosts of our past are now here
Used to kill our Mother who saw us born
And now forgotten for eternity
We destroy your lives
We poisoned your future
We are at your pictures
Extraordinary and frightful figure
That the landscape takes at nightfall
What the author sees would have seemed
To Virgil the Tartarus and to Dante Hell
A frightening candlestick
Eighty feet high
And throws on the rocks
Which flames in the landscape
Forest and ravines
Sinister reverberations
Iron Giant
Iron Giant
Now asleep in coldness
No errant souls
Iron cathedral
Abandoned by our creators
A long and deep sigh
Coming from our skeleton
We wait patiently
For the returns of our masters
Iron Giant
Iron Giant
Writer: Bernard Limbourg, César Houssa, Simon Schoonbroodt, Tom Massart
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid