(Verse 1)
A flicker in the infra-red
A silent prayer goes unsaid
They smell the iron in the blood
They hunt in night's descending flood
No need for sleep, no need for rest
Just for the marrow in our chest

(Chorus)
Hiding from the drones (drones, drones)
In the static zone (zone, zone)
Hiding from the drones (drones, drones)
Beneath the silent stones
They're harvesting the bones

(Verse 2)
They took the man who lived next door
We don't see Malcolm anymore
Just left a stain upon the floor
And a faint and fading drone-core hum
They're never full, they're never done
'Til every single one is gone

(Chorus)
Hiding from the drones (drones, drones)
In the static zone (zone, zone)
Hiding from the drones (drones, drones)
Beneath the silent stones
They're harvesting the bones

(Bridge/Instrumental Break)
(Music shifts: A swirling, theremin-like synth solo over the main bass riff. It sounds like malfunctioning radar and screaming metal. Eerie and chaotic.)

(Verse 3)
They don't feel hate, they don't feel spite
A simple program, black and white
A red laser in the night
A clinical and surgical need
To plant their terrible, metallic seed

(Chorus)
Hiding from the drones (drones, drones)
In the static zone (zone, zone)
Hiding from the drones (drones, drones)
Beneath the silent stones
They're harvesting the bones!

(Outro)
(Music becomes more sparse, just the bass pulse and a fading, repeating keyboard note. Vocals are a whispered, desperate chant.)
Drones... drones...
Harvesting the bones...
Drones... drones...
In the static zone...
No more...