Alien Island

Too busy fighting for what you think is right

He thinks he's fighting to save lives

He's busy sweatin' underneath the sun

To protect the holy one

He can hardly breathe on earth

Starting to question his worth

They're busy training

Snowing or raining

Too busy training to sleep

Too busy training

You find it grating

You are feeling weak

You feel your skin sag as sweat pours down your face

Your throat swells to the size of your fist

Your fist swells up to size of your leg

Your leg swells up to the size of your blood

Your blood spilled like the dirt for us

Then sprayed 'crost this perished war

You think you're fighting, fighting for what's right

I see no end in sight

You think you're going home soon

You know you're going home

Oh, you think you're going home now

Yeah, you know you're going home

Oh no, don't think you're going home now

Yeah, I know you are a drone

Oh, you think you're going home soon

Yeah, I see your grave stone

Oh, I think I'm going home yeah

Yeah, I know I'm going home