Lyrics Who’s world is this? This world is mine Middle of the night Wake up with a smile Don't know it’s midnight Don’t know I’m young Don’t know I’m Smart Now Soon to be dumb Don’t see the issue Playing with sticks Soon comes the fire Then comes the risk Then comes The burning precipice abyss As my skin loses hair And my brain grows thick Crawl out of bed now Switch lights on Suddenly the beauty of the moonlight’s gone Open up the doors as I walk outside Kicking all the critters and the crickets to the side Who’s world is this? This world is mine Maybe I should make it into my design Open up the blinds, fix up the drapes Manipulating sunlight into my shapes Afternoon Energy’s here Self-aware, unaware Lost without fear Hardware Software Warfare, Hate Preying on myself now No escape Who’s world is this This world is mine Forget about the dolphins Forget about the lions Forget about the trees And forget about our crimes Forget about a couple Billion years of time Forget about the multiverse Forget about it all Forget about the wild while We stand tall Forget about the future Forget about the past Just carry on consuming And thinking it’ll last Now for my evening What can I say? My head’s still spinning From the fruits of the day Instead of simply living In the groove of the grain I’m inhibiting the rhythm Of the purest way One by one Enemies hang From the bottom of the sea To the ends of the land Who’s world is this? This world is mine So everything around me Should bend to my plan. Darkness falls, nighttime’s here Tensions brewing in my atmosphere Much too hot, far too cold Sweat poles flowing into overload First I can’t hear Then I can’t see Then I can’t think Then I can’t be Who’s world is this? This world was mine But at the end of the day This world broke free.

Lyrics If Aliens Came I wonder what they’d make of us Would they applaud us? Ignore us? Be afraid of us? I wonder if they’d take in all the beauty we’ve been raping And start weighing up a way to save the nature By displacing us? If Aliens Came Descending from outer space Would we welcome them as our own? Or as a threat to the human race? Would we take offence to their presence Extending hate I wonder if we’d even mention The complexion of their face? If Aliens Came I wonder if they’d have mercy Realise we’re like an ignorant child Unwillingly learning To live in peace without hurting The synergies in our world’s wings I wonder would they reject us Or help us better our journey If Aliens Came And showed us what we were missing I wonder if we would fight them Or find a way to just listen To the lore of their traditions And cosmic cultural wisdom Astrophysical depictions Of fitter visions of living Where existing isn’t riddled with flippant frivolous missions Of conditioning positioned ambitions into emissions I wonder, if aliens came Would they be distant, observe us from afar While shyly hiding their existence Gliding high around our skies with their invisible logistics Thinking what the heck is wrong with these humans and our insistence On disparaging our land and the magic that we’ve been handed Planning damning plans that damage ourselves, and leave our planet Sick and rancid disenchanted damned and gasping for breath, I wonder if we asked the aliens nicely, would they help? Of course it’s silly to surmise if outer spacers did arrive that they’d regard the human race the greatest earthly form of life, it’s highly plausible and probably probable that aliens would contemplate the earth and see the humans as a complicating nominal and wrongly bonded obstacle bizarre and highly volatile and bottom food in nature’s hierarchy pool If aliens came they’d probably greet the trees, bees, bugs, fleas, bacteria even the breeze before they greeted or as much as even looked at us reluctant in adjudging us as more than just a substance sucking glutton loving rubbish pushing wonder plucking nothingness extorting all the sustenance and lusciousness our loving planet spun for us Presumptuous, for us to reckon for a second if the aliens connect it’s human beings they’d be addressing, they could leave us merely guessing if they’re real or merely legend while electing with the flora and fauna how to beckon the secession of industrial aggression joined abruptly by the felling of our residence to teach us all a lesson Their impression, from the outside looking in we’re like the bully on a planet scaling playground favouring our own desires and amusement breaking rules and injuring, without a notion or a thought for all the other living things So maybe if aliens came they might start doing our thinking for us, distort is, contort us, warp us, or not even warn us, abort us, not cause they’re planning an invasion, or fancy testing out their newest cavalry of ray guns, not because they want to harvest us dissect or mutilate us carve up circles in our crops or wipe our brains and then enslave us, but because they see the humans as a virus unabated, and have come to earth to free it from its sickness and to save it. Or could it be, if aliens came to understand our dynasties, if they took the time to unwind our society and came to see that there’s a heavy-headed hierarchy who do the deals and roll the wheels of human violence and greed with the majority of humans aggrieved, would the aliens protect the humans too and see our tyrants deceased? As they conceive, not all humans bring the planet disease.

Lyrics Not all humans make the decisions Not all humans create the conditions Not all humans are able to play around with riches in unthinkable positions Thin on limits or restrictions Not all humans control the media It’s not all humans who spread the hysteria Not all humans are fusing confusion control fear acedia To dominate the ones they feel inferior A whole lot of humans care From the seas to the trees to the land and the air A whole lot of humans are grooving the best they can groove As they move through a pool of despair Not all humans are part of the struggle There’s a crude cruel few sat on top in a bubble Causing nothing but trouble, in a huddle pushing hustle after hustle Shoving rubble down a funnel on the humble and befuddled Not all humans have paid the price But it’s the unmaimed names who have played the dice To create the fight, pitting humans against humans and assuming we’ll just carry on consuming, while dividing and abusing Most humans have love for each other, once you’re under their covers They’re mostly lovers loving all of the colours but we’ve been ushered by a bully-blooded hooded incumbent pushing the public sense of oneness to plummet Not all humans are in it together As a marginal minority believe that they’re better, as if they govern the weather And so they press on in their role as suppressor stoking measures and modes That stress the whole planet out under pressure Most humans are doing their best Within a system that restricts that ticking tool in their chest Some are shackled more than others some are fully repressed And yet so many live through love sincerity and respect Not all humans should share the blame For the terror that’s been levelled at this heavenly plain, the one where everyone’s staying Because while most of us are aiming just to make it through the day Some among us see our planet as a game To be branded and commanded for their gain, in a manner inhumane Irrespective of the beauty that’s slain You’ve gotta wonder from the way they’ve been ruling, Maybe not all humans, are actually human?

Lyrics For him this world is but a door Open wide from the beginning Has a different uniform For every way the door is spinning Mostly light-toned and masculine With subtle alterations Depending on the angle To the mirror he is facing He has sat at many tables Frequented many stations Objective stays the same Throughout his changing occupations One colour on his front, another on his back Spins around so much it all just turns to black He was born above the mountain tops Always looking down, Never learned to fly But also never touched the ground Never learned to climb, Never learned to bow Expediting his survival from the moisture In the clouds He has his hands upon the reigns Different angles different days From the shadows to the shadows Revolving through the mains Pockets full of trouble Head full of games Heart full of ego Poison throbbing through his veins Hands entangled with the reigns Strangling their aims Swinging lassos from the shadows Revolving through the mains Pockets full of murder Head full of gains Essence of a psycho Poison plotting through his veins He was raised by a colossus Merciless and monstrous Golden on the outside The inside deeply haunted Around and around and around he blends Whispering in ears at all the secret events He has a classified idea how the world should be How the coin should flip, Who should water the tree Where the river should flow, What the earth should breathe And if you wanna get ahead well then you’d better agree Not just finger on the pulse, his finger is the pulse Whispers are the heartbeat, blood is the result Privacy to parties, loyal to his cult Not a mention of his name he has the kingdom engulfed Who’s world is this? This world is his, From the jokers on the sides along with all of their tricks, To the jesters in the centre with their podium scripts Wraps his pocket round them all, and they all submit He has his hands upon the reigns Different angles different days From the shadows to the shadows Revolving through the mains Pockets full of trouble Head full of games Heart full of ego Poison throbbing through his veins Hands entangled with the reigns Strangling their aims Swinging lassos from the shadows Revolving through the mains Pockets full of murder Head full of gains Essence of a psycho Poison plotting through his veins He wears a multi-layered suit when he walks outside, Extra special care when he ties his tie, Has to talk the talk, has to talk the walk, Make sure they all remember his one is the normal stride Looks at ordinary people like we come from Mars Has no time for us, doesn’t notice our scars If you lined us up, he would find it hard To see emotion in our faces or to tell us apart He has his hands upon the reigns, hands upon our brains Puts the bullet in the gun, writes the writing on the page If you talked to him in private you would find him very strange, Though he’s learned to use our language his true tongue is deranged I wonder what would come of us if aliens arrived Would they offer us their help or would they want us to die? If you saw him with his suit off at the end of the day, You’d find the answer to that question as you look in his eyes. He has his hands upon the reigns Different angles different days From the shadows to the shadows Revolving through the mains Pockets full of trouble Head full of games Heart full of ego Poison throbbing through his veins Hands entangled with the reigns Strangling their aims Swinging lassos from the shadows Revolving through the mains Pockets full of murder Head full of gains Essence of a psycho Innately inhumane

Lyrics Our leaders are aliens Our leaders are aliens The problem isn’t humans Our leaders are aliens Our leaders are aliens Our leaders are aliens Don’t blame it all on humans Cause our leaders are aliens Our leaders are aliens, they have been for while, not the friendly kind of aliens who want our world to smile, but the nasty kind of aliens who want us all to die, but they like to see us suffer so they hang us out to dry for a while as they pulverise our planet in the guise of a human-like disguise swinging left and swinging right an infection of the mind body soul of our design it’s not the humans misaligned it’s the invaders we’ve enshrined Our leaders are aliens That thrive from our demise They feed off human fear And breathe in money to survive They move around in human skin But they look hollow deep inside You can see that they’re not people From the evil in their eyes Our leaders are aliens That plague humanity So we’ve got to come together Every nation Every creed Our leaders are aliens But they don’t have to be We can fight them all together Till humanity is free Our leaders are aliens infecting every nation while proclaiming our damnation comes from overpopulation but the numbers say it’s only like a 100 corporations that have sprayed up over half of all the gases we’ve pervaded not the mention all the plastic and the trash that they’ve created left to strangle every animal that cannot contemplate that this is nothing they should mingle with, nothing they should play with cause it’s cooked and fabricated by a phoney imitation of a species pulled to pieces by a devious invasion built on growth and penetration wealth and self-infatuation suffocated education weighed to fade our integration with the nature that contains us and the ways of our creation from the forest we’ve been taken messed around with and misshapen disempowered disawakened with a shroud of inclinations that we’re separate from the land and from the sea and our relations a delusion framed by aliens to lower our vibrations. Our leaders are aliens That thrive from our demise They feed off human fear And breathe in money to survive They move around in human skin But they look hollow deep inside You can see that they’re not people From the evil in their eyes Our leaders are aliens That plague humanity So we’ve got to come together Every nation Every creed Our leaders are aliens But they don’t have to be We can fight them all together Till humanity is free Our leaders are aliens but never really leaders if they were they’d wield their genius to relieve and really feed us treat us like we are alive and not just numbers and machinists just a fetus made to work and breed and bleed and then repeat it squeezed for profit then deleted like the product no-one needed left to rot up all the oceans and the lands and all the creatures there’s a problem we can feel it like our bond has been depleted with the spirit of the earth and all it’s love we can’t receive it something’s blocking our receivers off we’re lost and incompleted left to wander on impeded non-responsive to the feelings of the seeders and the seedlings and the breeze and where it’s leading we can’t even feel the pleas in the diseases we are breathing the unease in every screaming grieving seedless feeding season this unweave of our cohesion isn’t random it’s strategic it’s been planned and then exceeded by a gang of clever speakers using tragic spells to catch us and addictions to decree us. Our leaders are aliens That thrive from our demise They feed off human fear And breathe in money to survive They move around in human skin But they look hollow deep inside You can see that they’re not people From the evil in their eyes Our leaders are aliens That plague humanity So we’ve got to come together Every nation Every creed Our leaders are aliens But they don’t have to be We can fight them all together Till humanity is free Our leaders are aliens but they don’t have to be we can fight them all together till humanity is free take a stand and plant a seed trample vanity and greed disentangle our dependency on planned insanity take these grand monopolies chop em drop em to their knees take their keys to the kingdom and re-teach it how to breathe international reprieve we’ll succeed if we believe there’s no deed they can conceive that can defeat our unity that’s why they like when we’re divided and displeased so they can try to seem appealing by providing some release but all this piracy can cease if we combine our expertise and fleece these aliens away by redesigning how we meet all our desires and our needs the old designs can be deceased a new society can prosper a new time can be unleashed, where our minds aren’t misaligned by an outsider-led disease, send these aliens away, maybe we’ll finally have peace. Our leaders were aliens That thrived from our demise They fed off human fear And breathed in money to survive They moved around in human skin But they looked hollow deep inside You could see that they weren’t people From the evil in their eyes Our leaders were aliens That plagued humanity But we fought them off together And abated their disease Our leaders were aliens But then they had to leave Because we fought them all together Now humanity is free

Lyrics The virus is gone the illness is dead Together we severed the alien heads Humanity free, humanity new Humility here and harmony too Who’s world is this? This world is life Who’s world is this? This world is love Who’s world is this? This world is ours and yours and theirs yet none of above The virus is gone the illness is dead Together we severed the alien heads Humanity free, humanity new Humility here and harmony too Who’s world is this? This world is bright, and blue and green And teeming with life No extra-infest the-terrestrial here Less money Less power Less hatred Less fear More working together and loving each other And pushing each other to fully recover The things that burned The things that drowned The things that our parents knew nothing about It’s obvious now they were very unwell As the alien lords had them under a spell But now we are free we can think for ourselves A species reborn from a tyranny quelled The virus is gone the illness is dead Together we severed the alien heads Humanity free, humanity new Humility here and harmony too Who’s world is this? This world is life Who’s world is this? This world is love Who’s world is this? This world is ours and yours and theirs yet none of above The virus is gone the illness is dead Together we severed the alien heads Humanity free, humanity new Humility here and harmony too Who’s world is this? We finally know, It’s a world where the key to our happiness grows Not from spinning around hoarding numbers on screens But from sensing connecting and sharing our means No ivory towers or bottomless pits No fighting like pirates in alien ships The virus is gone, the unity fixed All the humans in groove with a rhythm that fits A friend of the land, a friend of the seas Defending the plans that the planet decrees Who’s world is this? It’s nobody’s The darkness had passed, we’d all broken free. The virus is gone the illness is dead Together we severed the alien heads Humanity free, humanity new Humility here and harmony too The virus is gone, the tyrants are through, No more of their blatantly alien doom The human transformed, the child is born And ready to live, but never abuse The human transformed, the child is born And ready to live, but never abuse.