Rise of the Fishlords

You didn't believe in global warming Now you enjoy sea level rising The shadows grow under the marina The Fishlords Attack! Stranding machines weave the Net Retighten control over the planet No escape from abysmal destiny It's your last breath Cutting out your throat Become the blood tide Black gold bait in deep water We swallowed hook, line and sinker No mothership from distant galaxy, the revenge of the Sea! The Fishlords Attack! Seas rise to drown out humankind Clean your bones so white like driftwood stranded on sand Don't fear the heat of the sun, you're held in ice and brine