Knee Deep In The Dead

Transferred from earth into outer space,

A base on mars; the most desolate place,

Home to secret projects and nuclear waste,

Something's not right, there's this evil I taste.

In the ninth corridor I'd pass on my way,

A gateway stood that the scientists made,

An "inter-dimensional space traveling" door,

That on it's test run opened up to hell's core.

Spewing out all over the radar scan,

An unknown life-form; one never seen by man,

Invading the base killing all who is in sight,

Before I knew it I was the last one alive.

Equipped all my weapons base is on high alert,

No one picking up distress signals I'm sending to earth,

Locked up all sector seven-eight floors,

I'll trap them inside the ninth corridor.

Sector seven-eight's down, destroying all the floors,

Extermination is what they're here for,

I shut off the lights and use infra-red,

Hunting the hunters I'm knee-deep in the dead.

From the shores of hell to our human realm,

The devil sent his minions to overwhelm,

Every one I kill ten emerge from the gate,

They've arrived on earth and it's all too late.