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I'll take a stand for man, and fight with the machines
I aim for my victim, I can't let them be
They put up a fight, finally I killed the thing
How many more are there? What will today bring?
I spin around, to absorb my scenery
It is all so barren, not a living thing
Have they killed us all? Are we all gone now?
I went and looked around, I’m the only one