Metal Giants

Parting the clouds the invaders descend from the sky
Putrid exhaust begins to darken the sun
Robots from the future made of glistening steel
Supersonic waves causing rapid decay of your flesh

As they begin their hunt
Commanding all to kneel
They are the giants made of steel

Burnin heavy metal rippin through the streets
There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
They came to this land to rid it from filth
And with the end of a gun it has begun - your life's in flames

As they begin their hunt
Commanding all to kneel
They were the giants made of steel