Epicenter
Harbingers of Horror
Try to despoil Your spoils
And desolate your soil

My iron is wrought
My will ironbound
And as long as you shall be
I will hold my ground

The fire that burns
Can also renew
The lightning of storms
Will also bring dew

Gaea, my deity
I shall keep thine status
Gaea, I love you
I, Colossus.

This song doesn't mean anything. It simply has no meaning.
A bunch of words that rhyme. But that's all I have left now.
Bear with me.