Usurpers

Meanwhile, in another galaxy, a ship sets sail through the 
heavens.
On its way to seek new habitat and spread the seeds of 
fear,
among the mortals. An insect tribe, dwellers of nowhere.

Survivors hiding below the crippled Earth, cities empty and
 black.
Like rats among ruins, the gods of the ancient now is back.
Intelligent yet unemotional, no pity is left here.
They harvest life without mercy, an insect tribe dwellers 
of nowhere.

In the blaze of a laserbeam we lost our world to the 
beasts.
As their numbers shielded the sun -
where laughter was heard, now fear...

"Across the void we come to rest upon this distant island.
Infected this Earth is, but oh, we shall purify".

Scorched earth is all that?s left, giving the world the 
color of blood.
Everywhere now flames grow, shadows moving all around.
Vast machines eat the world, on heaps of bone now 
spaceships throne.
Behold, the new masters - an insect tribe, dwellers of 
nowhere.

Starseed -in search of purity, from the pit of stars they 
came to conquer.