They came from the stars
With their own visions
Quickly see us as bastards
Leading our oblivion

Don't deserving this earth
Never talk just observe
How we scrap our mother
She's waiting for rebirth

No one here can pretend to be the master of the living
We played there for many years using our / own feelings
But we failed / our mis-sion of deserving angels' wings
But now the message is clear we have to pay for what we've done

Time to let them the place
'Cause we had our chance
Now is the end of our race
For a new transcendance

We believed we were strong
With our technology
To show us we were wrong
God sent us the E.T.s

No one here can pretend to be the master of the living
We played there for many years using our / own feelings
But we failed / our mis-sion of deserving angels' wings
But now the message is clear we have to pay for what we've done

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