The Lights are Coming.

The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
I got a traitor, call him Judas
I got a traitor, call him Brutus
Have to run now, they are ruthless
Forget religion, in war its useless
Hundred lights coming for me, an full swarm
Hope they won’t find me in the storm
Have to get away from here, find a new life-form
Imma go back to space, fuck the snowstorm
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
We got him
W-W-We got him
We got him
W-W-We got him, got him
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming
The Lights are coming