pseudo call lyrics – incubator

look at the morning sun
a thirteenth month was born
who wants to play this game?
answer your mission
reflection of your mind
leads me to my grave
could a existence be born
which made dreams to mystic lies
you’re buried in a cage of reality
to sell your soul for a trip
to yourself
to live in a world of
forbidden doors
run away, leave your camp
love and hate melt fast together
leave a body of fear
brain work to forget
your existence!
meet the hangman, at the backdoor
of your lost paradise!
create your harmony
in shadow of the lie
be a part of the forgotten

/ incubator lyrics