Hah! All the parts aline
Now the face the design
Of a race of robots
Who will make you cry and whine
My puny minions
Have fallen to your force
I have no care for your opinions
Meet you at the program’s source
Worms and eyes, skulls and brains
Realize that your fate is locked in chains
As the jungle grows
The process slows
Death and destruction
Is why this life is what I chose
The duke awaits your arrival
But I rebuke the chance of your survival
Life for me is just 1s and 0s
This strife will end, I have won already, heroes!
I have only 1 shot to make this work
You ought not to make the program berserk
There are no happy endings for people like you
Yet you still so bend the rules, thus, the robot sings for you
I ought not to fuss, this sappiness is a must
You choose to defend, so you will meet your end, yeah!
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