Remains of an unknown race
Skulls with conical shape
The place where they were based
We can't handle the truth
Will be treated just liked fools
These things were not from here
It's right before your eyes
They once came from the sky
By the time the work is done
Blank page, erased, I know why
This is war here on earth
We'll stay numb, as we are
And how much chance we had
There's nothing else to add
We should keep it this way
That's what I have to say