WARFARE Songtext
von Incomer

No blood stains and no scars on me
And I haven′t met my god
We are nets of one-man armies
We reserve you place in mud
Even air is resistant
Every creature is alert
For the matter of existence -
We will suck you in the dirt

You had no time to prepare
The moment of pure awareness
Your mind got lost in the warfare
Don't let in "hovering" madness


I could live my life as usual
We could prosper and advance
As we′re all trapped in illusions
We should dance infernal dance
Every moment is highlighter
And I wish I could care less
Talk to me, unfair fighter!
Free my mind of your requests

You had no time to prepare
(And that's the point of shock)
The moment of pure awareness
Your mind got lost in the warfare
Don't let in "hovering" madness

And that′s the point of shock
You had no time to prepare
(And that′s the point of shock)
The moment of pure awareness
Your mind got lost in the warfare
Don't let in "hovering" madness
You had no time to prepare
(And that′s the point of shock)
The moment of pure awareness
Your mind got lost in the warfare
Don't let in "hovering" madness