Lyrics

Sad little one,
doesn't wanna feel alone,
She hates the trash that spawned her,
She hates her broken home.

She likes it when I say aliens,
made Homo sapiens.
She loves it when I talk Martians and,
the Chariots of the Gods.

The blood of the unearthly,
Better than the blood of the ugly,
Bred for more than just servility,
Bred for more than this burned out hole.

Long ago and far away,
They built Easter island didn't they?
Long ago and far away
Something mixed the DNA.

She likes it when I say aliens,
made Homo sapiens.
She loves it when I talk Martians and,
the Chariots of the Gods.

Fire rains down from the skies,
An ET with human eyes,
Not just an orphaned kid,
She's like the pyramids,
Adopted by angels riding chariots of the gods.

Sad little one,
doesn't wanna feel alone,
She hates the trash that spawned her,
She hates her broken home.
Long ago and far away
Something mixed the DNA.

She likes it when I say aliens,
made Homo sapiens.
She loves it when I talk Martians and,
the Chariots of the Gods.

Fire rains down from the skies,
An ET with human eyes,
Not just an orphaned kid,
She's like the pyramids,
Adopted by angels riding chariots of the gods.

In love with it and what it means,
She loves the power in her genes.
In love with it, in love with dreams,
She loves the way it sets her free.