Contact

Years of the theories, tales and conspiracies
No tin foil hats, no lying rats

Running through the crops, chasing all the rocks
Launching into space our tiny metal props

If heaven should fall onto this cursed speck of dust
Then surely it would do so without making a fuzz
We got it fundamentally wrong, looking above
Gentlepeople, we should have looked amongst us

Disguised as our own, they lived and roamed

Taking out love, taking our hate
Taking apart the innards of this lowly race
But their cover is blown
Oh, their research is done
They've found out what they need and now they're taking it all

Let me tell you what went down
On this night of contact, night of blood

There was no ship, just the figure of a dreadful beast
Who turned on the one it had sworn to always love
And then the others came by
Ungodly to the naked eye
In their true form

Once grouped up, they attacked, their bodies glowing bright
Our flesh was soft, their claws were not, we never stood a chance

The shrill of their cry, tore the night appart
And within us we knew right then, they where not to talk to us

To fight against this fire it seems that something we must burn
These beings are clearly not here just to learn
It was no simple quarrel of love
It was aggression, it was planned attack

But we must now adhere
Oh, we've reached the frontier
It's come directly to us
And we'll welcome it
With fear