Just let them try ...
When our friends can be seen in the sky ...
Soon they won't be able to cull us … decimate the numbers
Poison us … send us into eternal slumbers
The soul doesn't die … this is an illusion anyway
A game played within invented night and day
Maybe it is ourselves, from another level, out there in space
In those silver ships on high above the human race
Come to eradicate the blight … our shadow side
To return us to the illusional paradise they tried to hide ....
