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



CHORUS:

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



CHORUS:



there ain't a nicer place, till mankinds blown away