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Strap down and dig your heels in, |
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Prepare to kill them all. |
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You'll pull the trigger when it's due! |
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We need to silence all, |
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Burn any doubt among us, |
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So that we can do what we need to! |
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Eight tons of armored steel |
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And any weapon you will need |
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Now is the time to prove that you are Elite. |
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Sun blazing in your back |
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Defolding space as you attack |
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Skull fighters on your wing |
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Now we react! |
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Her song leaves the other side inflight for their lives |
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now they are not long for this world. |
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No one leaves, line up for inevitable wipe-out, |
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[for] all you've done |
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now it's what you deserve! |
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Split-second call heat-seeker |
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One more goes up in flames. |
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A million lights across your view. |
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You have to prove your own worth, |
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To friend and foe alike, |
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This weak display just will not do! |
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They know you from afar, |
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to be the weakest of them all, |
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but that will change when you still stand |
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as they fall. |
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Sun blazing in your back |
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Defolding space as you attack |
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Skull fighters on your wing |
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Now we react! |
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Her song leaves the other side inflight for their lives |
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now they are not long for this world. |
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No one leaves, line up for inevitable wipe-out, |
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[for] all you've done |
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now it's what you deserve! |
