("How can you expect to defeat me, when you are but a man?")
We are searching for technology
The fate in our hands
We want to be intelligent
The future has no end
Our product has high quality
Important for our land
A progress for the industry
And we like to present
[One day we will defeat the timeIn the moment that we feel like birds in skyOne day the time will come to flyInto the past, into the future, into decline]
We are deforming the velocity
No pangs of conscience
We want to be successfully
The aim is in near distance
The result of a prodigy
But force fields breaking down
Loss of orbital gravity
Solutions must be found
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