Текст песни Incarnator — Town of Ghosts

The sea in here has evil breeze,
The people are infected by strange disease.

Eternal night, the shadow of fear.
It covered this town – the price of deal.

The town of ghosts,
No place for stranger here,
He's getting lost
And dies in hands of evil.

The gold and food in barter of faith
Condemned Innsmouth in deadly days.

Eternal night, the shadow of fear.
It covered this town - the price of deal.

The town of ghosts,
No place for stranger here,
He's getting lost
And dies in hands of evil.

[Solo: Melentyev]

Run, try to survive,
Be quiet, hide to save your life.

Just leave this town and run away, run far from here.
They won't let you go they want your death, you can see it

The town of ghosts,
No place for stranger here,
He's getting lost
And dies in hands of evil.

[Solo: Palitsin]