Feeling, feeling like I'm God
Breathing, breathing like I'm God
On my own, on my own
On my own, on my own
Morning comes, lights the hall
I watch the show, they won't grow old
I feel young as they are my blood and bones
Blood and bones
Treating, treating them like rats
Breeding, breeding them in labs
For their own good, this is good
For their own good, this is good
Morning comes, lights the hall
I watch the show, they won't grow old
I feel young as they are my blood and bones
Morning comes, lights the hall
I watch the show, they won't grow old
I feel young as they are my blood and bones
Blood and bones
Iruka's slaves are doomed to stare out over these snowfields
When the ice begins to thaw
Iruka's slaves belong to the frozen world, and in this white desert
They dwell

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