| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 82% | through any burner of love and steel! | ▶️ |
| 88% | Son, may my thoughts lead your way Through your past it's so great Think of me as you strike With a sword and its might Seek for your own destiny Learn a secret of steel In the darkness you write Feel evil inside | ▶️ |
| 85% | Steel | ▶️ |
| 86% | And girls boy and a steel boy They had chemicals in their eyes But I don't listen thoughts to you | ▶️ |
| 87% | All right, Steel. | ▶️ |
| 86% | All right, Steel. | ▶️ |
| 86% | These claws are adamantium, the scrombous metal known, and can slice through vanadium steel like a hot knife through butter, buddy. You gotta ask yourself, do I feel lucky? | ▶️ |
| 81% | Steel gonk | ▶️ |
| 82% | Brethren, it's time once again to seize the public's attention, to spread the word far and wide. Los Angeles demands that her residents be deafblind and unconscious. They do not hear the gunshots and the children screaming. They do not see the mountains for the smog. They sleepwalk through the crowds, the freeway traffic jams. Their sun shatters into splinters of concrete glass and steel. And when their heads pound and their eyes burn, they close the window of the BMW, blast the air conditioner and turn up the volume on the CD player. Enough! I prepare to manifesto that will alert the citizens to the evils of this living death. My words will shake them like a 7.5 earthquake. Your role is to see to it that my treatise is printed in the LA Star Morning Edition. This Vacho tells you, listen. | ▶️ |
