Lurking above awaiting call to action
Playing the part required by our kind
Awaiting total human self-destruction
Confirming your inferior state of mind
We have the patience and the time
Our kind is free of claims for afterlife
Time to wipe out this human slime
Get ready to receive your final strife
Look up at the sky
Make your final wish
You’re not meant to stay
Too meek and childish
This is not your fault
Evolutionary incompletion
Make room for our herd
To us you’re no competition
Your gods don’t mean a thing to us
We see the weakness in your eyes
Won’t even need to use our missiles
The time has come to claim our prize
Go ahead and say your final prayers
Before we put you out of your misery
Rest assured your pulverized remains
Will end your sad misguided history
Look up at the sky
Make your final wish
You’re not meant to stay
Too meek and childish
This is not your fault
Evolutionary incompletion
Make room for our herd
To us you’re no competition