Close Encounter

Picture this: light in the sky

I'm standing on a hill

Not a star, strange kind of glow

Coming down not a mile away

Has it happened? Can it be real?

No reason to fear

Keep it secret, nobody knows

It's our U.F.O.

I see lights, down by the woods

Debris and molten steel

Uniforms barking commands

Tried to run,

but they saw me first

Turn away, turn away

Nothing but fear and hate

Is waiting here for you

Turn away, turn away

This is no place to stay

Dissection is your fate

Turn away, turn away

Nothing but fear and hate

Is waiting here for you

I was seized, locked in a truck

And in there, bless my soul

Saw two guys,

wounded, it seemed

Visitors from another world

Has it happened...

Took us to underground labs

In chains like prisoners

They looked with questioning eyes

Did they know we were facing death

Turn away, turn away

Nothing but fear and hate

Is waiting here for you

Just like rats they tested them

Subjected them to pain

Wanted their technology

Didn't care for their desperate pleas

They were murdered,

just like the rest:

"Security risk"

I will follow, I only hope

This story will blow