Extraterrestrials

 
There he goes, the sexual beast, he wants her but he wants no beef.
Ever since he stepped in the mother of earths, he knew that the time he still had as a sentient being was brief.
 
And she had those innocent eyes,
the kind that comes from the new planets' folks, the kind that enthralls in a trice.
 
She had left home without saying goodbye. She thought that in no time she would be back. Poor little socialite,
 she didn't know oh neither did I, that light years can pass in the speed of light.
 
And what was supposed to be a happy short ride
turned out to be a gloomy new life.
 
We’re all just extraterrestrials looking for a bit of rapture in new lands.
What might seem heartless or cruel to a species, might as well be a tradition for other kinds.
 
A veracity he has worked on for so many years,
shows up now as the thorny tool it truly is.
 
 And you can easily sense the fear, settled in the heart of utopia's heartthrob and no tears
can save her from the appliance with the titanium gears.
 
Fooling a whole planet, diplomacy rather than fists.
He just wants it he doesn't really need it, but that will not stop the fest.

Another victim, another treat for the monster.
But shouldn't we also blame this realm for causing his hunger? 
 
And to be fair, aren’t we all just extraterrestrials looking for a bit of rapture in new lands?
What might seem heartless or cruel to a species, might as well be a tradition for other kinds.