Arno Carstens - Invaders (Official Music Video)

This is the official music video for 'Invaders' by Arno Carstens. the song is from the album titled 'Atari Gala', which was released in 2012.
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Lyrics:
Hunter no more
I’ve given up this gift of sensing
Inner fear
I serve no more
Under this love and lust
Floating
Away
Swarms of flies taken home
Or they get in
Or they get out, they go
Invaders, invaders, alarm, alarm, there’s no survivors
These are secrets we'll never hear
I’ve been waiting for the laughter, but it’s the silence I hear
There’s no survivors, these are secrets we’ll never hear
A company at 10pm
By a unidentified force
Unveiled itself as possession of utter disgust
They said now call me a trickster, this is here I taught
Revenge from rivers and anger of men and death by Satan’s sword
Invader, invaders, alarm, alarm, there’s no survivors
These secrets we'll never hear
I’ve been waiting for the laughter, but it’s the silence I hear
There’s no survivors, they are secrets we’ll never hear
A son who killed his father, so camera shy deny
In an interview he says, don’t bother for conquer, live a lie
So keep on dancing Delilah, shed your clothes and give me your best
For the beast in us should surely also have a rest
Invader, invaders, alarm, alarm, there’s no survivors
These are secrets we'll never hear
I’ve been waiting for the laughter, but it’s the silence I hear
There’s no survivors, these are secrets we’ll never hear
A voice in my head constructed a bomb
In a hotel so close I can hear the tick, tick, tick it comes, it comes
Right now life is a 6-ton truck
Heading our way with no way to stop, it comes, it comes
A thin blue line on borrowed time
Loving prayers that seldom shines, it comes, let's run
Invader, invader, alarm, alarm, there’s no survivors
They're secrets we never hear
I’ve been waiting for the laughter, but it’s the silence I hear
There’s no survivor, your secrets we’ll never hear