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I was built to kill,
I'm here to protect
Now I don't do what
you've come to expect
It's in your nature
to destroy yourselves
A grim future is
where a knowing mind delves
No problemo
I need your boots, your clothes
and your motorcycle
chill out dickwad!
There is no fate but what we make!
A storm is coming on Judgment Day
It has to end here – make no mistake!
A storm is coming on Judgment Day!
She's been put away, your mom's lost her mind
but we break her out
of where she's confined
We're a rescue team
saving humankind
Changing the future
as these events unwind
No problemo
I need your boots, your clothes
and your motorcycle
chill out dickwad!
There is no fate but what we make!
A storm is coming on Judgment Day
It has to end here – make no mistake!
A storm is coming on Judgment Day!
Using what it touches for disguise
Only an object of equal size
Riddle of steel used for deception
It can form knives and stabbing weapons
There is no fate but what we make!
A storm is coming on Judgment Day
It has to end here – make no mistake!
A storm is coming on Judgment Day!
I'm your guardian,
you assigned this role
Seeking stea iness
where you've no control
It has to end here, there is no maybe
I must be destroyed,
hasta la vista baby!
No problemo
I need your boots, your clothes
and your motorcycle!
Chill out dickwad!
There is no fate but what we make!
A storm is coming on Judgment Day
It has to end here – make no mistake!
A storm is coming on Judgment Day!
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