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Burn, Bobonga! That's a big fucking fire!
The reign of terror is over
But how the fuck we gonna make it out alive?
We can cling from the nails of a dystopian hand
Food is overrated; I'll show you my seed of life
(1999 A.D.)
Broken and withered we the people
Are doomed to subservience to this prick-ass meteor
Our emotions will be replaced by the blind obedience of A.I.
We will embrace our impending death as we lay on the ground
Completely, hopelessly
We will always be hungry
We will always be
We will always
We will always
We will always
We will always be
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