Alien Hunters Feast

Pain, what is pain? You speak of it, you know it's name You bawl and wail, water falls from your eyes? So many more of you So many yet so few, the animals we left here too There life means nothing to you You hunt and feed on all your beasts Predator of flesh, blood and bone You find your ways to use what you don't own Now hunted you are, now meat, now bones Your place at the table; taken by your foes Though alien we may be, this was once our home Now mankind is not free Because it's been overthrown We enjoy raw meat and now you I own Because to us you are meat, because to us you are bones