| In the year four thousand fifty five, Wykydtron came to life
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| Born of a scientific design to serve all human kind
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| Artificial intelligence bred for future war
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| When galaxies will crumble and fall to their knees
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| It breaks free from its hold taking military control
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| A fate seen all across the world
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| It takes hold of the Earth, breeding legions to his control
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| Soon to seize all power in the sky
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| Programmed to crush
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| Programmed to destroy
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| Its brainwaves only wired for death
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| It"s wired to kill
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| All on the Earth
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| Nuclear bound — you"ll fear his name
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| Hey it"s The Wykydtron
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| It"s The Wykydtron
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| Hey it"s the Wykydtron
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| Whoa-oh!
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| An army"s formed to crush the Earth
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| Our creation, the master of our demise
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| Humanity is doomed
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| Fifteen years since creation"s time, the war has turned to space
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| Human kind has one chance left to turn the tides of fate
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| Warheads are the only way to stop The Wykydtron
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| Millions die, radiation blast from Hell
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| Flesh, it peels away as all the people die
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| This is the end of the human race
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| Our creation becomes the master of our own demise
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| We are drones
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| We fooled ourselves
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| We finally sealed our fate
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| e it"s the Wykydtron
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| It"s the Wykydtron
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| Hey it"s the Wykydtron
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| Whoa-oh! |