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Alien: Isolation

by Dan Bull

on Generation Gaming VII (2015)

In space, nobody can hear you scream
In space, nobody can hear you scream
In space, nobody can hear you scream
In space, nobody can hear you scream

This is a transmission from Amanda Ripley McLaren
I'm stranded in a ship that is barren but it is apparent
That there's a visitor with the viciousest plan
And I'm a fish in a barrel, this isn't a Christmas Carol
But if you could tell me, just what the dickens was happening
And what this is that I'm tackling, I'd be pretty thankful
Lights flickering, life trickling through the cracks in the corridor floors
Is quite sickening, no time for dithering, babbling, impotent panicking
The impetus will drag us kicking and scrabbling into the blackness
I need my wits about me, this bleeding bitch has found me
Come to think of it, I really shouldn't spit so loudly, whoops

This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest

Continued transmission from Amanda Ripley Mclaren
The more I witness the madness the more that it is apparent
What evil hazardous demon hell is this?
Is it a lucid dream of a weak, cadaverous human being with sleep paralysis?
I'm none too keen to feed the ravenous beastly savages with creepy phalluses
Creeping round the ship till my radar's beeping vanishes
Nothing seems as loud as my breathing pattern is
The teeniest sound could be the catalyst
For the last battle of wills between me and evil manifest
As I wander through the corridor the horrid gore
Conjures all the awful thing I've done I'm sorry for
I'm not an omnivore but I was one before the food chain collapsed
I saw my colleagues' innards on the floor
But bring it if this ugly motherfucker wants some more
You're just one deformed ponce with a pompadour

This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest

In space, nobody can hear you scream
In space, nobody can hear you scream
In space, nobody can hear you scream
In space, nobody can hear you scream
In space, scream all you like