Текст песни Entombed - Incinerator
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Skeletons built to last in concreteLike tombstones in these barren landsStanding so strong in reflectionAgainst the pale grey skyThese suburbs are full of zombiesInfected by plague and festering boilsFoul scent of the rotting onesThe decaying remains of a happier timeChildren of black coffinsAwaiting to be sincerely tornBones are crushed by machineryTheir dust will be spread by the stormInexhaustible crowds of graveyardsCondemned to a life of ratsOverwhelmed by endless tormentThe ones above are laughing at youChildren of suburban wastelandsAwaiting to be ground into sandHopes are being crushed by machineryTheir souls are burning across the land