Nobody suspected, no body knew
They fell from the skies still hazy blue
Hidden in raindrops translucent foes
Paratroopers from a dimension up above
One by one they exploded against the ground
In every village, city and town
Under siege the world was their prey
Liquid mercenaries will kill without delay
Gathering shape crawling from the soil
Adapting to the human form, it's human coil
In veins of water flows crystal blood
Unleashing waves of surging floods
Choking breaths restricting air
Catching mankind, asleep, unaware
For eighteen nights and eighteen days
Invaders crushed, consumed, erased
There was no fight, no few good men
No battle cry to rise up and defend
A genocide most swift, precise
Until, but only silence lies
Across the earth, a stillness reigns
Life exstinguished, battered, drained
Yet souls survive abandoning their shells
Aimless spirits seeking directions out of hell
Herded towards a gateway past the stars
A rift in reality looming from afar
Into the realm where tyrants are kings
Puppeteers pulling the strings
Masters of malevolence collecting the death of dreams
Slave traders slipping through fracturing seams
Harvesting the essence, every creature's residue
Marauders of the galaxy, conquering frontiers anew
Feeding themselves on the sustenance of minds
Sipping knowledge like connoisseurs of fine wine
Addicted to the thoughts stolen by force
The craving itches for the carnival of wars
The cobblestones bleed while winter fail
to hide the aftermath beneath the widows veil
The tug of the conquest will never subside
Chasing the need where senses collide
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