| As I wake in a cold and blackened cell
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| I sense a darkness never felt before around me
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| And I see what is me in a puddle at my feet
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| I am scarred, malnourished and deformed
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| A man he speaks, a voice across the cell
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| Turn around and gaze behind you
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| I turn towards the window and witness
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| A regiment of martian creatures
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| «We are the cosmic legion»
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| I was sent here to make contact
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| Now I gaze upon demise
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| «Sent to end humanity»
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| These creatures, as dead as this nefarious night
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| The ultimate authority over living breathing flesh
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| As we have traveled through the void to destroy what you have made
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| The souls of men are in our grasp
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| For we are not afraid of death
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| I catch my breath
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| Upon the realization
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| That my loyal crew is well beyond the living
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| Then I see. |
| I must flee and escape this agony
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| I must not become this world
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| I am thrown into a lab
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| Impaled with needles
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| Extracting my mortal essence
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| The final element to this cosmic invasion:
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| A cloak of human skin
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| «We are the cosmic legion»
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| I am withered and defeated
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| Deprived of my quintessence
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| «Sent to end humanity»
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| This planet, now dead as this nefarious night
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| I have lost the world
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| But what of humanity?
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| No. This cannot be
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| I can see our lives
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| And as one
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| We will overcome
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| «We are the cosmic legion»
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| I was sent here to make contact
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| Now I gaze upon demise
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| «Sent to end humanity»
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| My future, as dark as this nefarious night
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| The ultimate authority over living breathing flesh
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| For we have traveled through the void to destroy what you have made
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| The souls of men are in our grasp and we are not afraid
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| I close my eyes and pray for an end to this nightmare
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| And hope for this plague to be gone
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| My time is coming to an end
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| No longer breathe this poison air
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| But by the end of this crusade
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| I know our souls will live on |