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The fate of our home planet
Has been sealed since the departure of our mission
Born death to harvest the pioneers from the shadows
Without beginning or an eternal end
Trapped within a gravity well, there’s no return
No remorse for us, the intruders
Dreams become frozen nightmares, the horrors unfold
I stand on the edge of the world, watching
The end of man draws near
The end of man will bring earth carnage
Reaping the organic life
Resources and technology to sustain the endless race
They take each human, all sentient life
And drain the life force of each
Processed from within, decomposed while still breathing
Resistance, fight or flight, annihilation is the struggle
We’ve been watched, and guided
Down the path to ensure the harvest
Cosmic genocide