So many years have passed
Still the earth is waiting for cross
So many people involved
In the last quest for hope
So many attempts from aboard
But only madness still responds
Stripping the flesh
From the exausted body
Self-inflicted pain
From a pod far away
Symtoms of insanity
Corrupt the mother
Scientists, engineers, going insane
One after another
Between the laments and screams of cross
Here comes the dreadful summons
From the obscure planet of oz
New a spectral being will come
A crawling parasite worm
Bringer of the greatest loss
