Testo di Controller

Drop pods impact, covering the surface Hopelessly cower as the new king rises With his foot pressed to humanity's throat With his foot pressed to your throat This is how they planned your life to end This is how they planned the world to fucking end Their world is spilling onto human soil Staring into the mouth of the swarm Humanity clings to its final moments, beg for mercy You have been found Scanning the surface of countless worlds Human existence has been overthrown An illusion to mask the reality Nothing but a dream created to justify your worthless existence The false begotten race The failed masterpiece The forgotten From dust you have come and to dust you shall return Without man the earth began And without man the earth will end We are the end