Here come the spitter machines
see the toxic goo that surrounds them
stand back, don't get too close
they have a tendency to spit at you
See those goliaths over there
they are The Great Manta Backs
watch the speed of their claws
they have won us many a war
I think we might need to plug up
download our next duty data receiver
I think I need a oil change
my machine is slowing down
I will recall it back to base
pull another one out of the hunger
I will download my data
then off into the big blue again
My eye implant is playing up
I can't bring my drone home
she's going down
god she's going down
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 3:48 AM UTC
Here come the spitter machines
see the toxic goo that surrounds them
stand back, don't get too close
they have a tendency to spit at you
See those goliaths over there
they are The Great Manta Backs
watch the speed of their claws
they have won us many a war
I think we might need to plug up
download our next duty data receiver
I think I need a oil change
my machine is slowing down
I will recall it back to base
pull another one out of the hunger
I will download my data
then off into the big blue again
My eye implant is playing up
I can't bring my drone home
she's going down
god she's going down
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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