| I am a Judas, my name’s a noun today
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| Been running and hiding from the people I betrayed
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| I see the celebration rage from the shadows where I’m lurking
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| I’m right behind the statues feet and I feel like it is almost stirring
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| The air is charged with evil kept at bay
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| But the people cannot be bothered
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| The giant starts to hum and slowly sway
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| And then the voice like thunder:
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| «I am alive, robots alive!»
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| At last he is triumphant
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| Now the people run and hide in fear
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| As I get crushed by the iron
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| Foot of my master I hold dear
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| I look up at the skies above
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| I see dark clouds start to gather
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| They’re blocking out the sun
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| But it does not really ma-ma-matter
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| Overwhelming happiness and joy
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| As I leave this existence
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| Master’s here reborn and he’ll destroy
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| Every bit of resistance
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| «I am alive, robots alive!» |