What's the news from the depths these days?
I heard it came from nowhere, maybe outer space
It's got a gut that locked The Heavens away
So everybody pray to nothing, 'cause it's coming this way
It's coming fast, and coming armed to the teeth
It's got lasers for eyes and full command of the sea
And if I can't stop it, who's gonna save this city?
Got every answer buried deep in its skin
So it never runs out of twisted ways to win
It's got weapons the size of the coast on its back
That leveled half of the country on initial attack
And it likes the action
And it likes the way that it tastes
When your planet gets shot in the face
It hates your god
It worships the sun
And its language burns a hole in your tongue
And if I can't stop it, who's gonna save this city?
Throwin' punches at the air, hanging on the edge of nothing
And if I can't stop it, who's gonna save this city?
And if I can't stop it, who's gonna save this city?
'Cause it's hanging on the edge of nothing