Cryonics کے بول

A body kept in extreme cold With no allow, with no life By the long of longest ages Increasing the pride of human race Cryonics! A monster will rise Cryonics! Human being regrets Searching for the own wreck Playing at being God, being God! A corrupted creation can do that? Doing the wrong things as always Then only a monster could rise Cryonics! The creation will rise There is no time to cry We must stand as, as one Or fall divided, alone Sure in the end, we gone