Sequoia Throne

Did you come here to kill, or did you come here to die,
or did you really think that spaceships would descend from the sky!

Bending light and beaming forth across space-time,
To see us scared in the reflection of their oily black eyes
To a stalk us like a predator
Like our movies imply

They're not the one's who've come to kill us
Come to fill us full of lead
and I don't want to hate us
and they are not the ones who mutilate our animals.

Or travel to the stars, they're not the one's who cause us harm!
(We are)

We are, we are, we are

We are still-life, and cold-blooded
(I will not be!)
We are still-life, and cold-blooded
(I will not be!)

Hellbent on heaven x4

While our righteous men are stuffing corpses full of shit and pain

We are, we are, we are still-life x3

They're not the ones who cause us harm
We are, we are
Did you come here to kill, did you come here to die?
We are still-life in cold-blood x2
And we feel, we feel
nothing!

Stuffing corpses full of shit and pain
They bloviate about a future beyond the moon,
To bring about another planet’s doom.
To discover peaceful life, and beat a war-drum to its tune
Unless my prayers are answered
Our end is coming soon!

Trono De Secuoya

Viniste aqui a matar, o viniste aqui a morir
O en verdad pensaste que naves espaciales decenderian del cielo

Luz curvada y emitiendo atravez del espacio tiempo
Para vernos asustados en la refleccion de sus aceitados ojos negros
Para hablarnos como un depredador
Como nuestras peliculas lo implican

Ellos no son los que han venido a matarnos
Vamos a llenarnos llenos de plomo
Y yo no quiero odiarnos
Y ellos no son los que mutilan nuestros animales

O viajan atraves de las estrellas, ello no son quienes nos causan daño
(Nosotros somos)

Nostros somos, Nosotros somos, Nostros somos

Estamos aun con vida, y frios de sangre
(Yo no sere)
Estamos aun con vida, y frios de sangre
(Yo no sere)

Temerario en el cielo (x4)

Mientras nuestros hombres justos son el relleno de cadaveres llenos de mierda y sufrimiento

Nosotros somos, nostros somos, nosotros estamos aun con vida (x3)

Ellos nos son los que nos causan dolor
Nosotros somos, nosotros somos
Viniste aqui a matar, o viniste aqui a morir?
Estamos aun con vida, y frios de sangre (x2)
Y sentimos, sentimos
Nada

Llenando cadaveres llenos de mierda y dolor
Ellos hablan pomposamente sobre un futuro mas alla de la luna
A traernos terror de otro planeta
A descubrir vida pacifica, y golpearon tambores de guerra a su sintonia
Hasta que mis oraciones sean respondidas
Nuestro fin esta cerca!!