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The burden of a time lord is there's never any time.
Too much of eternity and nowhere to unwind.
Hobgoblins and morrismen fighting in the streets.
Hot continuum breakdown give them lightning!

Waiting on the corner for the Swiss guard to arrive...to arrive.
And when they do we'll battle them and rattle them.
Halberd versus mind versus mind.
Once more unto the breach!

Like the Gutenberg Bible, we're the moveable type.
Very transient, very influential.
Like the large hadron collider, the more you see the less you understand.
The atmosphere's getting volatile.

Waiting on the corner for the Swiss guard to arrive...to arrive.
And when they do we'll battle them and rattle them.
Halberd versus mind versus mind.
Once more unto the breach!

Dalek goon squad. Black shirt master.
Hit 'em where it hurts.
Full on psychic blaster. Plague doctors and subhumans.
Can you feel the heat?
The atmosphere's getting hectic.
The atmosphere's getting volatile.

Waiting on the corner for the Swiss guard to arrive...to arrive.
And when they do we'll battle them and rattle them.
Halberd versus mind versus mind.
Once more unto the breach!
Once more unto the breach!
Once more unto the breach!

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Unto The Breach
Clutch



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