They came down from the sky Lords of ancient lands afflicted Primal tribes await the final stand Natives praise their Gods Lords are taking lives with lethal secret powers No one shall survive Fight to stay alive, the very last battle Blast through the skull Death By Metal, Death By Metal Striking back with wood and stones Hiding in the fields Dying alone with broken bones Bloody heads are yields Supreme high technology versus primal life Despair and brutality, instinct to survive Kill to stay alive; there is no tomorrow Blast through the skull Death By Metal, Death By Metal They try to flee into the caves But we will bring them down There is no more escape There's nowhere else to run We march with almighty weapons in our hands We take their lives and in the end we will take their land Death By Metal Our march goes on with weapons mighty in our hands First we take their lives away then we take their land Death By Metal Fight to stay alive, the very last battle Blast through the skull Death By Metal Kill to stay alive There is no tomorrow Blast through the skull Death By Metal Death By Metal