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Mountains’ and trails, echoes of existence,

They eradicate the plague that is killing them

Death emerges from foreign hands,

Dissolving life in sorrow's sands.

They turn their mother into death's call,

quien convierte en muerte y profana a su madre,

Desecrating landscapes, blood will fall.

quien convierte en sangre su verde paisaje

Pre chorus:

The brown of their body, our sacred land,

Deserving death for not taking a stand.

Chorus:

Land and blood, Darkness and death, ignorance it brings.

Land and blood, the sacred legacy you let die.

The mist draws near, destruction's wrath,

Natural disaster, why choose this path?

Your bleeding won't pay, your tears won't mend,

Your impious nostalgia won't break or bend.

Surrender your bones, donate your remains

Your entrails sustain, break our chains…