.They'd call it a wasteland
Aulander plates
You know it's armour was human
Drove stakes into the main camps
Eye sockets sank into
The back of it's head again
This frequency was jet lagged
Yes the wrinkles mate
Was the owner's manual
Frequent flyers in denial
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