Insect messiah, the ant overlord
Preaches the fire that raises the horde
Continents conquered but one left to fall
Before they can say that they've plundered them all
Their goal to control all beyond the hill
Every land under the sun
Power-mad, armour-clad, ready for the kill
A million minds thinking as one
Telling themselves that it's harder to fail
This insect Armada is ready to sail
Ants in their warships are riding the waves
The holds overflowing with six-legged slaves
Ready for slaughter, there's no turning back
Crossing the water, Antarctic attack
Squadrons of warriors foam at the mouth
The air growing cold as they make their way south
Bound for Antarctica and ready for the fight
Invertebrate menace with a venomous bite
Raining down death through the polar ice floe
Trail of destruction wherever they go
The vessels have landed, the ants are unleashed
But progress is halted by legions of beasts
Penguins and polar bears stand in their way
Frozen and frightened, the ants turn away
Standing on hind-legs and wielding four-axes
But the paws and the jaws slice their heads from thoraxes
Bound for Antarctica and ready for the fight
Invertebrate menace with a venomous bite
Raining down death through the polar ice floe
Trail of destruction wherever they go
Reaching McMurdo, they force their way in
But find themselves part of a war they can't win
Hundreds of humans, the insects must lose
Turned into goo by the soles of their shoes
Lumbering bipeds weren't part of the plan
The army is crushed by the footsteps of man
Bound for Antarctica and ready for the fight
Invertebrate menace with a venomous bite
Raining down death through the polar ice floe
Trail of destruction wherever they go
Lost in Antarctica and ready for the kill
Invertebrate menace is waiting there still
Raining down death through the ice and snow
Trail of destruction wherever they... go!