Lyrics:

A Coming Race

Why all this searching? The answer4s always been near.
It is our destiny.
Away from a screeching people. Waiting to destroy ourselves.
They can4t interfere with history.

Nuclear creation. For eternity they can4t be strained

All I wish they would land here. But It4s too late now.
Time is dying a soldier With all them to around decay

In the other dimension. Time will no longer exist.
No one never grow old.
Something mankind will never resist. The destroying of soldiers