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LyricsThen, on the ninth day,
We saw the Martians eating.
Inside the hood of their new machine,
They were draining the fresh,
Living blood of men and women
And injecting it
Into their own veins.
(Parson): It's a sign!
I've been given a sign!
They must be cast out
And I have been chosen to do it.
I must confront them now!
No, Parson, no!
(Parson): Those machines
Are just demons in another form!
I shall destroy them with my prayers!
I shall burn them with my Holy Cross!
I shall -
The curious eye of a Martian
Appeared at the window-slit,
And a menacing claw explored the room.
I dragged the Parson down to the coal cellar.
I heard the Martian fumbling at the latch.
In the darkness
I could see the claw touching things,
Walls, coal, wood, -
And then it touched my boot!
I almost shouted!
For a time it was still and then,
With a click,
It gripped something.
With slow, deliberate movements,
His unconscious body was dragged away...
And there was nothing
I could do to prevent it.
I crept to the blocked window-slit
And peered through the creeper.
The Martians and all their machinery had gone!
Trembling, I dug my way out
And clambered to the top of the mound.
Not a Martian in sight!
The day seemed dazzling bright
After my imprisonment,
And the sky a glowing blue.
Red Weed covered every scrap of ground,
But a gentle breeze kept it swaying
The sweetness of the air!
I was on my way to London,
Through towns and villages
That were blackened ruins,
Man's empire had passed away,
And without error,
By these creatures
Who were composed entirely of brain.
Unhampered by the complex systems
Which make up man,
They made and used different bodies
According to their needs.
They never tired,
Never slept and
Having long since eliminated from their planet
The bacteria which cause all fevers
And other morbidities.