(It is fair to conclude that the subject was a standard, or should I say substandard, human being.)
No, Not like this No, This wasn’t meant to be
We cannot give up this easily Wasn’t it ever worth something? How could we give it up? So cowardly, How could we give up? Why did we give up? Now, It’s time to fight back
We’ll fight you all the way The ones you tried to hide, The ones you tried to kill The ones you really kept you alive We the strong, The proud, The noble, Who have been saving you all along.
The only way to stop us is when there are none of us left Only then can you know what it’s really like, only then can you see the meaning of it all, nothing so far as been real.
Only now do you realize what you really gave up You think you might know but this is nothing of that which is to come The full impact is about to hit you now
The drone marches on The drone marches on
You can’t intimidate us, we’re winning now, you are too few left to make a difference. This has always been your weakness, you required thought, intelligence and a will, we never required anything,
We embraced them, as they were Nobody will take your side now, nobody will think to let it happen. Who will give up what they have now, the comfort of the endless void?
We can, we will Your victory is far from certain, people will arise from your coma
There is no denying it will happen The age of the drones is coming to an end.
This is what, we’ve been saying all along you think, you fooled them you might have given them the illusion
But in reality you never delivered The age of the drones is coming to an end
We can we will Your, victory Is far from certain, people will, arise from your, coma
There is no denying it will happen The age of the drones is coming to an end.
This is what we’ve been saying all along you think, you fooled them you might have given them, the illusion
But in reality you never delivered The age of the drones is coming to an endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
