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Warriors - Hawkwind
We are the warriors at
The edge of time
We are Humanity's scythe
To sweep this way and that
And cut the Enemy down
As weeds
We are Humanity's spade
To dig up the roots
Wherever they have grown
We are Humanity's fire to
Burn the waste to the finest ash
We are the wind which
Will blow the ash away
As if it had never existed
We will destroy those
Enemies
But we must first know
The enemies
And the enemies are the
Devils who hide in
Our minds
And make us less
Than happy
They make us less
Than happy
We are the warriors
At the edge of time
We are the veterans
Of a savage truth
We are the lost
We are the last
We are the betrayed
We are the betrayed
We are betrayed
