(The timegate is closed...)



(They came from a galaxy far away

to fight their holy war in

The pliocene world called Terra

The manycolored land)



They take a sadistic delight of destroying

In a world of coercive power and might

breeding a new type of hyprid child

To conquer the world without a fight

To condemn the power of strength

The astonishing mental capacity

The tool to obstruct the second

Chance of trying for humanity - for humanity



Healing every wound

No sickness - no aging - no dying

Living for a thousand years or more

The human exiles are crying

To serve the exotics of Tana

They're feeling the gray torcs around their necks

All can they stop mental punishment

If unitu'd fight its way through - fight its way through



A group of lowlifes refusing to submit to the host

Making a plan to destroy the ruling race

the non-born king of humans has the solving in his hands

Deceiving his own - and shows his real face



(Yes...we adopted the humans. They fight our battles, they grow our food,

They operate our mines and factories, they administer our commerce,

They infiltrate our sacret guilds,

They mingle their very blood and genes with our own.

But that is not all. We are faced with the ultimate humiliation -

And once again we have brought it upon ourselves.

For a human now aspires to our high kingship...)



Interrogation - humiliation - blind agression - devastation



The maddened raven creates the earthquake

to break down the barrier to the sea

Killing the host with the flood - catastrophe

Water remains there to be