Knee Deep In The Dead

HeXeN

Transferred from earth into outer space, 
A base on mars; the most desolate place, 
Home to secret projects and nuclear waste, 
Something's not right, there's this evil I taste.

In the ninth corridor I'd pass on my way, 
A gateway stood that the scientists made, 
An "inter-dimensional space traveling" door, 
That on it's test run opened up to hell's core.

Spewing out all over the radar scan, 
An unknown life-form; one never seen by man, 
Invading the base killing all who is in sight, 
Before I knew it I was the last one alive.

Equipped all my weapons base is on high alert, 
No one picking up distress signals I'm sending to earth, 
Locked up all sector seven-eight floors, 
I'll trap them inside the ninth corridor.

Sector seven-eight's down, destroying all the floors, 
Extermination is what they're here for, 
I shut off the lights and use infra-red, 
Hunting the hunters I'm knee-deep in the dead.

From the shores of hell to our human realm, 
The devil sent his minions to overwhelm, 
Every one I kill ten emerge from the gate, 
They've arrived on earth and it's all too late.