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Ready, aim, fire! – Child of my parents.
– With our backs to the wall, the darkness will fall.
We never quite thought we could lose it all.
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire.
An empire's fall in just one day,
you close your eyes and the glory fades.
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away.
Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away.
– Off in the distance, there is resistance.
Bubbling up and festering.
Hey Mr.Motion, make me a potion;
shake it all up with your mystery.
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