| Up in the Volkov mountains
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| In the rubble of the Ghoul hunter’s home
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| A monster of metal lies buried
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| Under ten thousand tons of stone
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| To wield a weapon so powerful
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| Its owner would conquer and rule
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| The cult leader plans reactivate
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| That killbot should decimate Ghoul
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| Exhuming the robot, the members all gasped
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| The killbot was buried alone
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| They only found remains of a skeletal arm
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| A boulder was crushing the bone
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| The mechanized man was in pieces
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| Its brain all but rotten away
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| An arm had gone missing, it’s optics torn out
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| Its load pan was in disarray
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| The cult leader lifted a black iron claw
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| His eyes were all red and aglow
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| They gathered the wreckage of killbot
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| And marched to the valley below
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| New weapons were built for the robot
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| Rebuilt to be stronger than all
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| And when killbot was put back together
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| Walt Disney’s brain was thawed for install
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| Cult of the hunter |