...This Night by Croneconaut Lyrics
Deep in Andromeda lies a distant world in space
You make a landing to stop and take a break
But what you don't know, the cron rule this land
Now you're trapped on Zorghoul and you'll suffer their command
But still you try, you don't want your team to die
You gather resources before the strike of night
It's almost nightfall and you call your team to you
NASA sends a message there is nothing you can do
It's almost nightfall
NASA says the cron got you all
They are sorry but you're gone
Your mission's gone all wrong
You don't beleive them, your team won't give up hope
And they see you on their radar
They say NOPE
The cron migrate from the other side of Zorghoul
It's only a matter of time before you see the Cron's rule
You will die, You will fry
You'll get slaughtered when you catch the cron's eye
The floating cron are eternal, they're the night
You are a blight so you will suffer to their might
Now you die, The cron fill the sky
You are surrounded, There's nowhere to hide
They're gonna take your soul,and crush your fucking bones
Why are you here, You should have known
Because
You will face the cron this night
Fear their might
You will face the cron this night
One by one your team is dead, in the strike of night
There's nowhere you can go, you will suffer to their might
Unholy vengeance from the cron is what you'll get
Prepare to witness, the terror your team met
Still you run, you ain't got nowhere to go
There's nothing for you here, this planet's stripped to bone
What will you do if you manage to survive?
You'll starve to death, then the zorghul creatures thrive
Now they scatter
The odds of you surviving is low
Now's your time to go
GO
You get back to your ship in an act of despiration
You are shitting bricks and you're sweating perspiration
You launch a distress beacon in the hopes that you'll be saved
But NASA fucking told you, you're heading for the grave
BOOM, you hear a crash in your precious ship
The cron found your spot and they don't give a shit
You're ships about to blow, so you take a dive
You jump out of your ship, and now's your time to fry
Now you die, The afros fill the sky
You are surrounded, There's nowhere to hide
They're gonna take your soul,and crush your fucking bones
Why are you here, You should have known
Because
You will face the cron this night
Fear their might
You will face the cron this night
You make a landing to stop and take a break
But what you don't know, the cron rule this land
Now you're trapped on Zorghoul and you'll suffer their command
But still you try, you don't want your team to die
You gather resources before the strike of night
It's almost nightfall and you call your team to you
NASA sends a message there is nothing you can do
It's almost nightfall
NASA says the cron got you all
They are sorry but you're gone
Your mission's gone all wrong
You don't beleive them, your team won't give up hope
And they see you on their radar
They say NOPE
The cron migrate from the other side of Zorghoul
It's only a matter of time before you see the Cron's rule
You will die, You will fry
You'll get slaughtered when you catch the cron's eye
The floating cron are eternal, they're the night
You are a blight so you will suffer to their might
Now you die, The cron fill the sky
You are surrounded, There's nowhere to hide
They're gonna take your soul,and crush your fucking bones
Why are you here, You should have known
Because
You will face the cron this night
Fear their might
You will face the cron this night
One by one your team is dead, in the strike of night
There's nowhere you can go, you will suffer to their might
Unholy vengeance from the cron is what you'll get
Prepare to witness, the terror your team met
Still you run, you ain't got nowhere to go
There's nothing for you here, this planet's stripped to bone
What will you do if you manage to survive?
You'll starve to death, then the zorghul creatures thrive
Now they scatter
The odds of you surviving is low
Now's your time to go
GO
You get back to your ship in an act of despiration
You are shitting bricks and you're sweating perspiration
You launch a distress beacon in the hopes that you'll be saved
But NASA fucking told you, you're heading for the grave
BOOM, you hear a crash in your precious ship
The cron found your spot and they don't give a shit
You're ships about to blow, so you take a dive
You jump out of your ship, and now's your time to fry
Now you die, The afros fill the sky
You are surrounded, There's nowhere to hide
They're gonna take your soul,and crush your fucking bones
Why are you here, You should have known
Because
You will face the cron this night
Fear their might
You will face the cron this night