Drop pods impact, covering the surface
Hopelessly cower as the new king rises
This is how they planned your life to end
This is how they planned the world to fucking end
Their world is spilling onto human soil
Staring into the mouth of the swarm
Humanity clings to its final moments, beg for mercy
Scanning the surface of countless worlds
Human existence has been overthrown
An illusion to mask the reality
Nothing but a dream created to justify a worthless existence
From dust you have come and to dust you shall return
Without man the Earth began
Without man the Earth will end
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