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Fresh off the kill
My prey is just debris
Laser cannon bolts
They number twenty three
They got what they came for
They always do
Venal through and through they are
They are the Space Raiders
Slinking into their skins of desire
Pickles of dill
Ravaging the night
Leaving men and children
Forever in a fright
They got what they came for
They always do
Venal through and through
They are, they are the Space Raiders
Locksleys of the sky
Not an apt description
Ransacking lives
Leaving planetary destruction
They do it all the time
The leader of their troupe
Flys ever higher
An aquiline figure of golden fire
Sheperding the stars into it's widening maw
Fanatical acolytes of the golden claw
See for yourself
You see it's gotten bad
You don't know nothing
For that you should be glad
But they get what they come for
They always do
Venal through and through they are
They are the Space Raiders
They are the Space Raiders
They are the Space Raiders
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