Did you come here to kill, or did you come here to die,
Or did you really think that spaceships would descend from the sky!

Bending light and beaming forth across space-time,
To see us scared in the reflection of their oily black eyes
To a stalk us like a predator
Like our movies imply


They're not the one's who've come to kill us
Come to fill us full of lead
And I don't want to hate us
And they are not the ones who mutilate our animals.

Or travel to the stars, they're not the one's who cause us harm!
(We are)
We are, we are, we are
We are still-life, and cold-blooded
(I will not be!)
We are still-life, and cold-blooded
(I will not be!)

Hellbent on heaven x4


While our righteous men are stuffing corpses full of shit and pain


We are, we are, we are still-life x3


They're not the ones who cause us harm
We are, we are
Did you come here to kill, did you come here to die'
We are still-life in cold-blood x2
And we feel, we feel
Nothing!

Stuffing corpses full of shit and pain
They bloviate about a future beyond the moon,
To bring about another planet's doom.
To discover peaceful life, and beat a war-drum to its tune
Unless my prayers are answered
Our end is coming soon!

Writer : RODY WALKER, LUKE HOSKIN, MOE CARLSON, TIM MILLAR, ARIF MIRABDOLBAGHI
Copyright : Lyrics © COINFISH PUBLISHING OBO PROTEST THE HERO