Lost in the nature's heart In a immense solitude I feel how all respect has turn to covet In a wrapping tranquility I feel how all reverence has turn to scorn All the wisdom of our ancestors Covered with blood Rotting his entrails Shattering her fragile equilibrium Our arrogance will bring the dark days Where the sky will turn black And mountains red Where the tempest will turn day to night And the waves will bath the highest mountains Where the ground break before our steps And its fury will tumble down the clay Gods Dark days will come Where death will be spread through all the earth Where death will take us back to nature's wisdom