The Hunger Ones have come,
To devour all that's left,
Their bio-organic hive,
Leaves nothing in its wake.
Our mechas blaze a trail,
Against the alien swarm,
Our weapons sing a song,
Of death and endless storm.
Our mechas stand alone,
Against the cosmic tide,
Our pilots' hearts are stone,
As we fight and collide.
Their claws and teeth are deadly,
Their flesh forever tough,
We fight with all we have,
But it may not be enough.
With each and every victory,
We'll carve a path ahead,
And if we must fall,
We'll do it with honor and strength.
With courage in our hearts,
As we tear the Hunger Ones apart.
The Hunger Ones have come,
To devour all that's left,
Their bio-organic hive,
Leaves nothing in its wake.
Our mechas blaze a trail,
Against the alien swarm,
Our weapons sing a song,
Of death and endless storm.
"The Hunger Ones!"
Our mechas stand alone,
Against the cosmic tide,
Our pilots' hearts are stone,
Their claws and teeth are deadly,
Their flesh forever tough,
We fight with all we have,
But it may not be enough.
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Hunger Ones”
A mess of swirling brutal death, maybe somewhat more structured and therefor more memorable than other band that do this style, combined with a sci-fi horror theme. This slays for days. nathan breon