Now I must testify
When I'm gonna die
I don't wanna be buried
I don't wanna be fried
With a roll of two dice
Lets see wouldn't it be nice
Forget about your worries
Put your parents on ice
Bodies left frozen
Hoping to be chosen
For the future clones
Lets say just supposing
Corpse reanimated
Old skin laminated
Brains cultivated
But your veins didn't make it
Imagine the ramifications
Of zombified nations
Digging up the cemeteries
Looking for foreign territories
Colonise the skies
With clones of your eyes
Bones of your thighs
Just roam in demise
I'm a virus from mars
You can catch me in bars
I do seminars
With electric guitars
Im proton, your electron
I wrote on my next song
My DNA's original
From analogue to digital
In the garden of Adam and Dana
Scientist crusaders
Miniaure alien invaders
Foreign bacterias
In hospital cafeterias
The public are steering
The general hysteria
Deep vents in the sea
Prevent me to see
The origin of to be
But I'm forging beliefs
With Elvis in a cell
Decomposing as well
Proposing to sell
To a spectre clientele
At the heartbreak hotel
His pelvic thrust
Burst into atomic dust
Left me non-plussed
Break open the elements
To resuscitate the elephants
From another era
Whilst extinction draws nearer
Pictures drawn clearer
In laboratories in Geneva
Subterranean chambres
Creating power rangers
Human race supplanted
With no further trees were planted
Development was granted
Cos the government were bandits