I.S.N.O.C.H.Y.S.

Distress signal, unknown caller in need
Forget protocols in case of contamination
With a grasp around his neck, soon to birth their death
Burst through his chest into your destiny of propagation
Die
You can try to hide
It smells your fear in vacuum
There's no way of this ship
In space no one can hear you scream
Burn my corpse, when I die
To death, we shall wander
Shot out into nothingness
Awaiting assistance from far away
Fall asleep for a hundred years
It's us, it's everything
It's us, it's everything
To death, we shall wander