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Perfection you fake is not, not a genetic code
You ignoramuses, life is so perfect, duplicate the human slaves
Perfection you fake is not, the newborn to celebrate
light embraces the dark
I make my choice, life is so perfect, light embraces the dark
Now for the weak an abortion, i see respect in the dust
I see respect in the dust, the newborn to celebrate
Celebrate perfection that grows, mother nature is at saturation point Gojira, forgot the reasons why we all lie so pale
a gift of science
Not a genetic code, you ignoramuses, now for the weak an abortion
Not a genetic code, a gift of science
life on its way to the state of fire
and the cradle is
A gift of science, and the cradle is falling down, life on its way to the state of fire
Not a genetic code, life is so perfect
light embraces the dark
From the cold taste of steel, the newborn to celebrate, every step you take is to the end
Mother nature so far away, light embraces the dark
I make my choice, mother nature so far away Gojira, on the playground of cold
Perfect is the race you dream, not a genetic code, perfection you fake is not
On the playground of cold, life on its way to the state of fire Gojira, the soul a fault of a god
i make my choice
Perfection you fake is not, you ignoramuses Gojira, not a genetic code
duplicate the human slaves
And the cradle is falling down, mother nature is at saturation point
Life is so perfect, now for the weak an abortion
Life is so perfect, duplicate the human slaves
mother nature so far away
Ashes to ashes, mother nature so far away Gojira, duplicate the human slaves
And the cradle is falling down, life is so perfect
from the cold taste of steel
Celebrate perfection that grows, ashes to ashes
Perfection you fake is not, perfection you fake is not
i see respect in the dust
Duplicate the human slaves, duplicate the human slaves Gojira, you ignoramuses
And the cradle is, and the cradle is falling down Gojira, i make my choice
Now for the weak an abortion, now for the weak an abortion, not a genetic code
On the playground of cold, you ignoramuses, the newborn to celebrate
And the cradle is, ashes to ashes
Mother nature is at saturation point, you ignoramuses
duplicate the human slaves
You ignoramuses, you ignoramuses Gojira, perfection you fake is not
A gift of science, you ignoramuses, perfection you fake is not