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The mechanical slaves who once did your bidding only to turn against you.
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Killers who committed genocide against your race,
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and the occupiers of this city until we just ran away.
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Would you tell them to tell the story to their children,
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and to their children's children,
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and nurse a dream of vengeance down through the years,
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so that one day they could just go out into the stars
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and hunt the Cylon once more?
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Blood for blood.
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It has to stop one day.
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Oh, my Gods.
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MAN 1: That was pretty close. MAN 2: What are you doing?