Pike vs. The Automaton - Throat Cobra

I try my hand at nothing
Two hands make nothing something
Impending doom turned fatal
All eyes see the dam's cracked failure

Play upon the board both black and white
The game they play is with our lives
Try your luck
You roll the dragon fire dice

I raise my hand in anger
No fear with our lives in danger
Celestial beings bring solace
We have to clean this palace

We've swallowed lies that taste like fire
One hundred million fools for hire
Step right up
You made a deal with the knife

The ones you know are waiting
The lying masters saying
Just kissed your sickening asses
Too bad we have to have this

The blame's tale is told again
The silver slicing into the red
The savagery, the cutting down
The bleeding out

I try my hand at nothing
Two hands make nothing something
Impending doom turned fatal
All eyes see the dam's cracked failure

Deal with the knife
Deal with the knife
Depleted resources
Deletion of life

Deal with the knife
Deal with the knife
Deal with the knight
Deal with the knight

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Pike vs The Automaton

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