| Everything they wanted was a perfect world,
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| Without humanity without disorder.
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| Controlled with subliminal, controlled with machines
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| At 2095 on mars it began!
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| Order was their banner!
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| Order was their goal!
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| Pain they have found
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| War they have got
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| Blood over the red desert
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| Now we have a war. |
| corporation war!
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| Burning shuttles in the air
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| Crushing stations in the orbit
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| Shattered cities on the earth
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| Blood over the red desert
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| I’m a corporate marine on the planet of war!
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| We can’t get hope no more!
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| Death from above!
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| Plasma from behind!
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| Grenades in front! |
| of mine!
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| Blood over the red desert. |