Robota - Sparzanza

Walk with me Straight lines on a killing spree

You will see

Twisted faces, black debree

Hail!

hail!

Robota

Have no fear

If you’re afraid then you’re too weak

All is clear

Let the hate and armour speak

Hail, hail!

Robota

Coming around

We’re coming around so face the ground

Hear the sound

Of marching footsteps in straight lines