Incubation by Cist Lyrics

Doomed to be defective or not to survive
They're not to choose their fate
They’re still to arrive
Women in their feebleness
Are close to desperation
They give the newborn a chance to live
By incubation

Surgeon's knife will break your rest
Extracted from the womb
You'll find your home in a plastic chest

A welcome son, the helpless one
Sealed from the air
Be the victim of despair

Your cries won’t be heard

Tied to life support
Burned by the light
Surreal consciousness
Is the start of life
Of newborn child
Some of those locked in are never to return
Data for them is missing
Like they were never born
Turned into material for medical examination
Released from misery
By incubation

Surgeon's knife will break your rest
Extracted from the womb
You'll find your home in a plastic chest

A welcome son, the helpless one
Sealed from the air
Be the victim of despair

Your cries won't be heard