Imaginary is the Threat
Imaginary is the threat.
It is all in the head.
And yet it has spread.
From head to head, from mouth to mouth.
Imaginary is the threat.
It has plagued the whole of a station.
It is spreading from nation to nation.
From phone to phone, from electric signal to electric signal.
Imaginary is the threat.
It has plagued the whole planet.
Every nation's war army is set.
World War Three has begun.
Imaginary is the threat.
As the world lay in ruins,
An evil person laughs.
He had spread the rumor that killed the world.
Imaginary is the threat.
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