I'm crushing skulls with the rhythm of the radioactive beat
Playing hide and seek with the humans in the streets
It's fun to shoot them in the back and watch the bodies fall
Here comes the night and we do the creepy crawl
No, no, no there's
No need to scream and fight
No, no, no 'cause
Our grip is much to tight
These are the last days
Of your evolution
Here are the bringers
Of your disillusion
A long long time ago on our first stop here
We thought you could be friend
But you fucked us up, and now we rape the land
The martial children of zorch aliens
Has invaded planet earth
Hungry hordes of psycho trash from outer space
No, no, no there's
No need to scream and fight
No, no, no 'cause
Our grip is much to tight
There ain't a nicer place
Till mankind's blown away
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