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Panic was never a factor
I looked into the maw of a burning reactor
And so my soul could soar
With my heart on the altar
Of science
Like an obedient dog
You will come running back like a dog
A wounded dog
Run back like a dog
A wounded dog
Run back like a dog
A wounded dog
Run back like a dog
To Her
I looked into the maw of a burning reactor
And so my soul could soar
With my heart on the altar
Of science
Like an obedient dog
You will come running back like a dog
A wounded dog
Run back like a dog
A wounded dog
Run back like a dog
A wounded dog
Run back like a dog
To Her
