Verse 1: 
Been here before that 1940 something bad piloting 
Before those mad rioting black powder violence 
										
I enlist scientists to travel me to Terra 
Hold a meeting with the captives that'll tell ya 
Just how long this cammo kept me hidden in this form of mine 
Before your bloodline 
Before before this storm of mine 
Behold I scroll a storyline depicting vivid images 
Sinner sight, beginner's might 
Your mastery is wickedness 
Free me from the grips of gravity 
Graphically, dastardly, bastards be blastin' me 
Asking me to pass the beat faster please 
But I came to free these things and level your creations 
Bring the science of defiance from the peaks down to the basins 
Bring the treble claps and bass hits so your nations head to basements 
My word is the artillery to devastate enslavement 
You're nothing less than racist, hated, baited for the exodus 
Your warnings here so exiting's no option 
You are heading in 
Verse 2: 
No chance for second glances 
No dance with second chances 
This is where the questions meet the answers 
The time has come again to board the ships 
The seals are broken 
Ascension has begun 
The tongues of them have briefly spoken 
Instructions have been ordered 
It's manslaughter 
Prepare for the coming of something man ordered 
I'm there for the hellfire and brimstone 
Been scorned and been stoned 
Still speak wind tones 
I'm there at the head of the horn blow 
Heading the charge 
Head in the clouds 
Feet in the north cold 
Verse 3: 
Fire in the sky end our world today 
Before we further grow and take your world away 
And let our last breath deliver the peace way 
Let this last death now limit the freak stray 
And to those who are left 
Let you not forget nor fear one another 
Let you not regret the pain of your brothers 
Cuz only necessary is it fatal when 
Murder is the food of the race of men 
Necessary is it fatal when murder is the food of the race of men 
Time to meet the real pain makers 
Brace yourself now for the coming blood takers 
Earthquakers 
Say hello and behold the approaching cold, broken bone, choking man breaker 
No surprise in the state that awaits you 
Far past the fires of rogue nations 
Far gone from anything dear sacred 
Well beyond H or A bombs or napalm of places 
Comprehension races 
Try to find a basis for the stasis that your faced with 
Let me serve you with a purpose 
Current ways are worthless 
But no ending's ever certain 
So have a look in your eyes 
See the life and times of a self that is soon to never shine