Iron Skies
Damn mites
Not laser power or starships
Insects a few millimetres wide
We can't survive them
They sit out there in the skies
Watching us slowly dying
They won't even come down and fight
We face this doom of complete starvation
Insects, trillions and trillions came one night
Now no food can be eaten
No water is left that we can use to survive
Our lives are now forsaken
Damn alien mites
Humanity has been sacrificed
Iron skies wait to take their prize
Damn alien mites.
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