Faceless, mindless storm troopers.
No heart, no soul, no care.
The fist of corprotocracy, they serve their master?s will.
Resist. We won?t back down, we?ll never die.
I got something to say and I?ll say it again.
I got something to sing and I?ll sing it again.
I got something to scream and I?ll scream it again.
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