Текст песни INCUBATOR - Prisons Of Gore

Bloodred industries
Blue sky
Moving towards my suicide
This is my deathwish
Convicted to you
Deformity of blood
Melting psychopaths
In pieces of plastic
Emotions
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Anger and love
For a life without sense
The mirror is moving
My eyes standing still
Children - Crying loud
And love disappears
Dictators and heroes fly
Away with the wind
My earth keeps on burning
Destruction means love
Of gore
Prisons of gore

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