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i'm crushing skulls with the rhythm of the radioactive beat playing hide and seek with the humans in the streets it's fun to shoot them in the back and watch the bodies fall here comes the night and we do the creepy crawl no no no - there's no need to scream and fight no no no - 'cause our grip is much to tight these are the last days of your evolution here are the bringers of your disillusion a long long time ago on our first stop here we thought you could be friend but you fucked us up, and now we rape the land the martial children of zorch aliens has invaded planet earth hungry hordes of psycho trash from outer space no no no - there's no need to scream and fight no no no - 'cause our grip is much to tight there ain't a nicer place, till mankinds blown away From Letras Mania