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Rob Halford
[Halford/Downing/Tipton] We'd taken too much for granted And all the time it had grown From techno seeds we'd first planted Evolved a mind of its own Walking in the street dragging iron feet Laser beaming hearts Ripping men apart From what had been our perfection Where we could do as we please In secrecy this infection Was spreading like a disease Hiding underground Knowing we'd be found Fearing for our lives Reaped by robot scythes Metal gods metal gods Machines are taking all over With mankind in their command In time they'd learn to discover How they could make their demands Better be the slaves To their wicked ways Than meeting with our death Engulfed in molten breath
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