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.