歌词
Journalist:
Next day, the dawn was a brilliant, fiery red and I wander through the weird and lurid landscape of another planet: for the vegetation which gives Mars its red appearance had taken root on Earth. As Man had succumbed to the Martians, so our land now succumbed to the Red ****.
Wherever there was a stream, the Red **** clung and grew with frightening voraciousness, its claw-like fronds choking the movement of the water; and then it began to creep like a slimy red animal across the land, covering field and ditch and tree and hedgerow with living scarlet feelers, crawling! crawling!
I suddenly noticed the body of a Parson, lying on the ground in a ruined churchyard. I felt unable to leave him to the mercy of the Red **** and decided to bury him decently.
Beth:
Nathaniel! Nathaniel!
Journalist:
The Parson\'s eyes flickered open. He was alive!
Beth:
Nathaniel! I saw the church burst into flame! Are you all right?
Parson:
Don\'t touch me!
Beth:
But it\'s me-Beth. Your wife.
Parson:
No. You\'re one of them. A devil!
Beth:
(to JOURNALIST) He\'s delirious!
Parson:
Lies! I saw the devil\'s sign.
Beth:
What are you saying?
Parson:
The green flash in the sky. His demons were here all along-in our hearts and souls-just waiting for a sign from him. And now they\'re destroying our world.
Beth:
But they\'re not devils-they\'re Martians.
Journalist:
We must leave here.
Beth:
Look! A house still standing! Come, Nathaniel, quickly!
Journalist:
We took shelter in a cottage and Black Smoke spread, hemming us in. Then a Fighting Machine came across the fields, spraying jets of steam that turned the smoke into thick, black dust.
Martians:
Ulla!
Beth:
Dear God-help us!
Parson:
The voice of the devil is heard in our land!
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