The Watcher

He stands alone and watches from beyond the clouds
From above he looks down, gathering every single sound
He prepares to cast his spell into the void
An expanding forcefield that cannot be easily destroyed

Their ships sail upon us
They stand set to descend
So beware your every movement
And praise the watcher's name

Marino Manarin

Locked in hypnosis we are led to our fate
Our brains receptors to the visions he creates
And as we try to wake from his deceptive dreams
We must unite against those still in trance