The air is now unfit to breathe, the insects so desecrated their host,
The final stragglers are transported; deformed detritus sobbing in false hope,
Failing to comprehend, that in all we exist,
Exodus to genesis, they flee to corrupt Tharsis.

Psychic wars; the attuned anticipate their fate.
They run no more, knowing there is no escape,
In desperate hope, their arks brought them to Noachis Terra,
The dreadful realisation; we have been everywhere forever.

Their illogical existence, the universe can no longer countenance,
A charnel house for salvation, comprehensive annihilation.
Imposing their disease, they are slurry of perversion,
Our clarion call; We Bring War to the Warbringer!

Psychic wars; the attuned anticipate their fate.
They run no more, knowing there is no escape,
In desperate hope, their arks brought them to Noachis Terra,
The dreadful realisation; we have been everywhere forever.

Fire from Phobus, death from Deimos,
The moons are the eyes of the upcoming storm,
Olympus spews, the valleys flood,
Total eradication of the human form.

The suckling sow squeals in ecstasy,
As we free another globe from the shackles of humanity.

Occultation; destruction. Destruction augurs death.
The final extermination, they no longer draw breath.
The time we allowed them has long passed,
The Fourth planet shall be their last.