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We've taken too much for granted |
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And all the time it had grown |
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From techno seeds we first planted |
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Evolved a mind of its own |
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Marching in the streets |
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Dragging iron feet |
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Laser beaming hearts |
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Ripping men apart |
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From off I've seen my perfection |
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Where we could do as we please |
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In secrecy this infection |
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Was spreading like a disease |
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Hiding underground |
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Knowing we'd be found |
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Fearing for our lives |
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Reaped by robot's scythes |
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Metal Gods |
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Metal Gods |
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[Solo Glenn] |
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Metal Gods |
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Metal Gods |
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Machines are taking all over |
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With mankind in their command |
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In time they'd like to discover |
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How they can make their demand |
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Better be the slaves |
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To their wicked ways |
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But meeting with our death |
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Engulfed in molten breath |