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