incubator - you (the death ballad) lyrics

psycholic feeling
sorrow of society
who made these world?
destruction of me leads
in deep depressions
you left me help my will
i am just too young
why must i go?
get out of me
i want to change my ways
you
made me higher
you
treated me as your son
you
reality turns to dust
i know reality turns to dust
and now i left my way
a dessert of ice
where am i - am i a fool?
or just a child
now find my way
i'll go...
good bye my world
good bye!