Incubator Nameless Song
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 pope will burn On his gallow tonight I can't believe this shocking truth Can't look around - Can't open eyes So taste just the freedom of An forbidden youth Everyday I walked through the streets Bones instead of trees Blood instead of water A land which keeps on smiling In the end of the book Nobody wants to speak your dirty Language Nobody wants to hear your sadistic Message Questions build up - Never answered More than just your god can see So let's creep in the graves of our Brothers and sisters To forget an evil culture
