| Did you come here to kill or did you come here to die?
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| And did we really think that spaceships would descend from the sky?
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| Bending light and beaming forth across space-time
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| To see us scared in the reflection of their oil black eyes?
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| And stalk us like a predator
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| Like our movies imply?
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| They’re not the ones who come to kill us,
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| Come to fill us full of lead
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| They’re not the ones who hate us And they are not the ones who mutilate our animals
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| Or travel through the stars; |
| they’re not the ones who cause us harm
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| We are
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| We are, we are, we are
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| We are still-life and cold blooded
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| (WE FEEL NOTHING!)
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| We are still-life and cold blooded
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| (WE FEEL NOTHING!)
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| Hellbent on Heaven
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| While our righteous men are stuffing corpses full of shit and faith
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| We are, we are, we are still life
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| We are, we are, we are still life
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| We are, we are, we are
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| Still-life
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| They’re not the ones who cause us harm
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| We are, we are
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| (Did you come here to kill or did you come here to die?)
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| We are still-life in cold blood
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| We are still-life in cold blood
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| We feel
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| We feel nothing
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| Stuffing corpses full of shit and faith
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| They bloviate about a future beyond the moon
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| To bring about another planets doom
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| To discover peaceful life
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| And beat a war-drum to it’s tune
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| Unless my prayers are answered
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| And our end is coming soon |