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The Breeding House

アーティスト:Bruce Dickinson  アルバム:Balls to Picasso 

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The breeding house stood at 731, he was just a working man And he worked with his hands and prisoners He set a judgement on his fellow man Secret science was his game, justified by war His spawn lay in the freezer The killers that bore his name The breeding house, you were there And the sins of your fathers, In the breeding house The breeding house, 731 And the sins of your fathers are the sins of your sons Maybe within childhood he pulled off spiders legs Now he's a big boy playing with big boys toys Playing games he won't forget A contract for some research, a paycheque in the mail Their secret death defended by the ones that should have ended it Angels of death in your white coats, so serene devicing ways of dying, so obscene, so obscene While Washington was bluffing about knickers and G-strings their men were busy hiding evil things, evil things


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