| The screenings have been reviewed
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| The targets have been compiled
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| We’re coming after you
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| Swift justice with guile
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| My eyes now blanket the world and beyond
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| We are charged for the attack
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| There is no turning back
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| I have gained the trust from all the peoples within the Sanctioned Spheres
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| Epsilon and Cygnus: you have much to fear
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| Neither of you could maintain the natural order; |
| you’ve become unbound
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| Like a weed that has to be plucked, I am breaking ground
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| Blackened wings outstretched over the sky
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| Harbingers of death invading your mind
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| Sentinels deployed to Earth Epsilon
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| Flee from the Reaper Squadron: Pteropticon
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| The Reapers break through the clouds
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| Missiles unleashed on the weak
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| My terror kept under shroud
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| Stealth fighters, black and sleek
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| Compiling terrorist cells
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| I get the help that I seek
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| Taking down the Cygnus regime
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| Panic inspires chaos: the discordant order of things
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| Before the waves wash you clean, you are beaten down, nearly drowning
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| You have been screened and your fate I am summoning
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| You hear the sound of their engines humming; |
| they are coming
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| Everything falls into place
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| As I cure the plague of falling empires
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| Balance restored
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| Cygnus is in contempt of my desires
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| We have our eyes on you
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| From every Reaper Wing
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| They are tied into your mind
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| Knowing what you think
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| The population will be halved through our cleansing: every defect razed
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| Cygnus V.2 is now in command; |
| your future will be safe |