Incubator (Artist) - Pseudo Call lyrics

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 Kingdom