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Again, I was on my way to London
Through towns and villages that were blackened ruins
Totally silent, desolate, deserted
Only the red weed lived
I felt a sense of dethronement
A realisation that I was no longer a master
But a puppet under Martian domination
Man's empire had passed away
Taken swiftly and without error
By these creatures who were composed entirely of brain
Unhampered by the complex systems which make up man
They made and used different bodies according to their needs
In a sexual world, they were without sex
Without the tumultuous emotions that arise between man and woman
They never tired, never slept, and never suffered
Having long since eliminated from their planet
The bacteria which cause all fevers, cancers, and other morbidities
Halt! Who goes there?
A friend
Be on your way! This is my territory!
Your territory? What do you mean?
Wait a minute, it's you, the man from Maybury Hill!
Good heavens, the artilleryman! I thought you surely burned
And I thought you surely drowned
Is this your house?
'Tis now
Aha, have you seen any Martians?
Everywhere, we're done for alright
You mean the war's lost?
There never was a war! There's no war between men and ants
And that's what we are now, ants
We can't just give up
Correct! But squealing and panicking don't help
I've been in sight of death before
And you know who always comes through?
The man who keeps on thinking
Mhm, what brought you to Islington?
Thinking! Everyone was rushing away
So I headed right for the Martians
Like a sparrow goes for the crumbs
Now people are starving in heaps out there
Treading on each other
But I've everything I need, 'til the Martians are ready
Ready for what?
The next stage! Bringing over all the rest of their people
After that, they won't go catching us one at a time
They'll do it systematic, laying traps
And storing us in cages and things
So we'll have to fix up a new kind of life for ourselves
And there'll be none of your namby-pamby civilisation and stuff
That game's over
Then what is there to live for?
The breed, man!
We can't let ourselves be caught and fattened like cattle
But how can we prevent it?
I've got a plan