Тексты песен INCUBATOR

Look around in our little paradise Taste the innocent fruit I'll bomb your brain away There's power of technology Which'll guard your human way God is dead - Jesus crucified And the po

Hunger, thirst, pain my Veins The horizon keeps on Burning The wind blows strong Melodies fall into dust A fog of sadness checkled To my lonely skin All illusions standing still Raped chaos calls for

Mindmelting sorrow - The eyes of the blind - See you Everytime and everywhere you stay - A part of Destructed illusions - Praying for your destiny Your primitive tongue is torn in half - Wintergarden

Mother - can you hear me cry? Mother - can you feel my pain? Mother - why am I born? Mother - your lonely cries burned in the night Your worthless flesh will rise one day

Remember Our chase after criminals has Been successfull Here's just another outcast Which wants to pay Icy winds blow through the Streets an voyager Without an aim Years ago there was an event W

Whipering - from a part inside Of you laughing in a dream Which may be true Plants - of - the - bizarre You feel a act of misery Those gluttonous Creatures Are tasting lovely meat This kind of evil w

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 Anger and love For a life without sen

Look at the morning sun A thirteenth month was born Who wants to play these game? Answer your mission now Reflection of your mind Leads me to your grave Silently your question will Be answered Could

Confusion seems to be your way My murdering is inconsequential Close your lovely, lying eyes Stay bride I'll guard your last meal Before your execution Your treacherous Dissatisfied face Will ro

A lost illusion - hides my dreams Lay down the curse - of brutality Darkness shines on filthy thoughts Programmed to obey - mystic fear Fear will tear a world a part Build up by human errors Forgotte

Mistreated decay Life is born in memories Maids are buried by ashes Headless preacher drinkin' their blood Forget your disgrace By selling souls to hell Stop - the - madness

You are alone... You've stolen the pastense Out of my life My aim is to conquer your Filthy braincells Show me - Your raw and Violent reality Show you - A part of my Bloodsucking fantasy Let

Dreaming, living in A world of horror Sickness in your brain Mirrors of agony Show your own personality No control about Your feelings Listen to a voice Coming from inside Symphonies of Spiritual can