Lyric

Deep in the dark side, just killing time

Away from the world, he’s waiting his turn

Longing for the outside, slowly self-renewing

Away from the world, he’s waiting his turn

He’s got the power to make whole sort of blood cells

Ready to escape from his freezing marrow niche

While other guys are working hard for daily routines

He’s just waiting for someone to call him someday

Deep in the darkness, his quiet life

Away from the world, he’s waiting his turn

Just pretends to do some stem cell work

Away from the world, he’s waiting his turn

He wants to move around, but always is standing still

While the world keeps going on, no one won’t call him

The time goes on

And the end of this world keeps approaching

His turn may not come to him toward the dark end

Deep in the darkness, he got the power

Away from the light, he’s waiting his turn

Now he comes to know the time’s getting closer

Starting to proceed to his cell fate

His moments finally come, he takes off from his niche

In the bright new world, he makes his own progenies

Some fight with bacteria or viruses to protect this world

Some carry oxygen and others stop the bleeding

Now he has realized a dream to protect all this world

Getting into the winter sleep for uncertain time