Misery was all your life
In your hand you kept the knife
Found solution in illusion. It's too late, you are so high
Yesterday you were so weak, and today you're lucky freak
But tomorrow death and sorrow
Will become so goddamn near

Creatures from the out of space
Come to kill the human race
Show no mercy, it's our curses
You are first man they will kill

From beyond from outer space
All of us they will erase
Save yourself in fields of snow
Reap it up and let you go