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has a place and will be what it must be Queen's a machine on a larva production line Laying antenna-ed troops on the stings in a paper mine Lord
surrender Separating all the real from pretenders Read through the lines and I peep the agenda Voice in my head keeping senses antennaed No you cannot render
has a place and will be what it must be Queen's a machine on a larva production line Laying antenna-ed troops on the stings in a paper mine Lord
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