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Black Space Riders
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The GOD-Survivor
Coming down like an asteroid they've hit the ground.
Cutting deep like a scalpel would：into the ground.
They try to finish work somehow, hunting the homeless.
Soon the world coming down：rise of the ruthless.
And when the atmosphere is lost, oh they defeat us.
And when the nuclear winter falls: oh they might beat us!
Save me, they're coming.
I'm the God-Survivor.
The call of ancient prophecy, born from destruction.
Driven by death technology, breeding perfection.
And over crushed and broken bones: oh I will lead us.
And past the ruins of burning homes: oh I will feed us.
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