Incubator - Stories Enter Controlled Dept. lyrics

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's drink the wine and eat

The cakes

The thorns of forbidden

Flowers are the nails

For your place on my

Cross...

The principle of the elephants

Has been faded

Out of your eyes

Hang the murder - Reward

The thief

Idolise the pleasure

Behavioural disturbance

I'm the guider of your

Illusions

The extension of your fear

Is inaudible

Hear the tone of my voice

It means hate to you

Believe in your godless

Innards

Out of the cunt - Into the life