Incarnation Songtext
von Herta

Waiting for our turn the end has grown, grown so near
Time′s ruthless tears paint the days that disappear
Torn by the flood
Dying grace
The wheel of days will not revolve unless

The floodgates of life will shut
We'll fade away into the cold river tomb
Riches of dying unfold
The screaming crest of names
Illusions cross our way


Unreign grief appears
Forever sworn, sworn in fear
Words clench like years
In silence now confess what′s real
Hold back the tears
Shape the face
Life does not commence without blood

Without flesh
Sacrifice
The wheel of days will not revolve unless

The floodgates of life will shut
We'll fade away into the cold river tomb
Riches of dying unfold
The screaming crest of names
Illusions cross our way

They travel through the forest of delight