This is central control
This is central control
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We are ready to transmit
We are ready to transmit
Snow doesn't care, if there's snow in his hair
There's ice in his beard
He's just as old, as any I'd know
Just sounds so unclear
He's my northern, man
With his northern, hands
He's my northern, man
With his northern, hands
Meat on his plate, held together in tape
He's dreaming all night
Killed in his cell, [?]
He came from a fight
He's my northern, man
With his northern, hands
He's my northern, man
With his northern, hands
He's my guy
He's my guy

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