Through The Envious Eyes
Irrita
From far beyond the earth they watched With greed and envy for our prosperous planet Their dying world is not of use no more So they have turned their gaze to us Tripods Deadly machines are rising from the craters Staring calmly with their metallic eyes Fire bursts from their manipulators Death spreads when they start to walk Tripedal madness evaporizes mankind Black gas floods the cities Red grass grows on the ashes of the world Rises a new empire And all the kings men cannot offend the tripods