Mars Attacks

By Tymo

On The Art of a Maniac

Released on February 5, 2022

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Flying fucking saucers from outer fucking space

Descend upon the earth to destroy the human race

Grotesque psychotic martians with the brains the size of kegs

Unite to take the planet from these savage fucking apes

Rolling out the welcome mat, inviting genocide

The terrans lack the common sense to run and fucking hide

Their weapons proving useless as we massacre their kind

Immеrsing them in horrors they had not yet sought to find

Wе come in peace, to raze your streets and bleed your planet dry

Please do not run, we are your friends and we will help you fucking die

Talk of peaceful motives subbed by horrid acts of war

Violent insurrections spreading man and martian gore

Abductions and experiments now plague the human the race

Reanimating severed heads and limbs that they've displaced

Thousands of them flee as we pour into the streets

While France clings to the belief that we have come to them in peace

Exploiting their weakness to exterminate their kind

These humans are primitive as they are fucking blind

Splitting of the atom brought peace to martian kind

Warring humans weaponized it reinforcing their divide

Chasing greed and power, man was unable to thrive

Scattered to the fucking wind, they are all destined to die

Mars Attacks!

Vaporizing human flesh with elite martian tech

Raging through the streets bringing endless fucking death

Mutations of the wildlife leads to bloodshed on both sides

The unforeseen submersibles will buy the humans time

Desperation looms as the final hour creeps

Searching for the answer to the chaos in the streets

The power of their music they had not thought to weaponize

This racist fucking song could very well be our demise

We come in peace, to raze your streets and bleed your planet dry

Please do not run, we are your friends and we will help you fucking die

Mars Attacks!