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Enter the droids |
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Cybernetic cralts approaching |
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Through skies lit with fusion discharge |
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Androids from the gamma quadrant |
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Moving at the speed of death |
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Now the human race is so vulnerable |
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Invasion set for attack |
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Enter the droids |
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Command, mission, destroy planet |
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Three from their sun |
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Caught within my tractor beam |
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Bringing the craft to me |
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Disable the robot for my own use |
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To aid my escape |
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Fleets of ships are now arriving, overtaking |
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Physical evasion is my only demise |
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Left to me for my survival |
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Gaining data from their system, overriding |
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To complete my invention, the time machine |
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Only question is, will it function? |
