It was a bee hive in the sky
Descending with more fire power than the sun
And now they own everything
Their grand crafts drawing patterns into the clouds
We witness as metal breeds with itself
a new era for the Earth, we look at the sky helplessly
this widespread swarm of technologically advanced alpha-kind
Our dream was also violence, war humms between the laywers of our atmosphere
The surreality of the world in transition
we will taste the flavor of their fuel´s fumes
as they run over us and cull us
Some ruling class in the galaxy
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