Alien - they say it's structural perfection's matched only by its hostility. Even artificial persons are impressed. It preys on men. Don't need no special suit don't need no nukes And don't need no artillery to rip right through your chest. Aliens gestate inside a living human host and have some concentrated acid for blood They mostly come at night. Mostly. Their fate depends on whether there's an airlock, whether they're in space, or whether there's a chick who's just to fast to be cut. But their foes have come to fight. Only…
It's here in our home where the demons collide The fate of our race is not ours to decide. We know…
Every battle has a predator And every battle has an alien. Throwing down on the battlefield this awesome beast won't be prey again. Aliens play to win this time.
Predator, galactic combat master trained to use sophisticated weaponry. Their defensive adaptations are astounding. A warrior, once hunted Dutch, Jesse the Body and the late Apollo Creed. He gave ‘em all a solid pounding. Predators, they play to kill and kill to win when they begin the epic game of death. A mighty force to be confronted. Spread the word, armed with gun a predator can take on tons of aliens in a single breath. But at times the hunter can become the hunted.
But here in our home where the demons collide The fate of our race is not ours to decide. We know…
Every battle has a predator And every battle has an alien. Throwing down on the battlefield, huntin' down ancient competitors Predator will win again this time.
Alien's got a razor-sharp tail and a tiny little head that pops right out of his mouth – it's just for chomping... Predator has got all kinds of crazy gear and triple targeting and that self-destructing bomb thing. Predator skins his prey and hangs em up from trees Predator's gonna hunt ‘em all down and watch ‘em bleed! Alien vs. Predator