Davros created these genetically modified cyborgs,
Menacing and evil, although shaped like wheelie-bins,
Purged of all emotion, all that remains is hate,
They want to make all of mankind atone for all their sins.
They battled with the Time Lords through all of time and space,
They want to exterminate all others and be the master race.
Sons of the planet Skaro, as Daleks they roam all over the place,
All other life forms fear their wrath, they run and try to hide,
The Daleks will always come again like a never-ending tide.
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Written by Vernicho ( 18 March 2013 ) Copyright ( All Rights Reserved )
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