cry cause I can't no more
without my scars, don't recognize my face anymore
with no pain, can't recall I've ever even taken this trip
like tattoos , needle of pain help you reminisce and aid you to oblivion
see you in another cold wet winter morning
corner of my heart has evade me to protect itself
play the game, you become the game
not playing the game, you turn your soul in the feedlot
pray or become the prey
full of emptiness
silent is the loudest language in the cosmos
resurrect the death of winter
cash in the lineage of sufferings, progression of pains
howling by the hollow moon as much as the hollow wooden heart
Pinocchio has been awaken
meet me by the dark water
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Bessie Smith in the morning
Megadeth before the dawn
Old blue eye right before sunrise
Don Julio and Sherman Cigarette smooth out the pain
to loose your ,on
Carl Jung and George Jung
whom skied on powders with power with Sigmund Freud
Have you ever had the feeling that the world gonna leave you behind ?
Have you ever had the feeling that you that close to lose your mind "
Megadeth before the dawn
Old blue eye right before sunrise
Don Julio and Sherman Cigarette smooth out the pain
to loose your ,on
Carl Jung and George Jung
whom skied on powders with power with Sigmund Freud
Have you ever had the feeling that the world gonna leave you behind ?
Have you ever had the feeling that you that close to lose your mind "
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Saturday, April 28, 2012
resistant is persistence
dependence is tyranny
freedom is realization .. realization is freedom
soul travelers down the hatch a shot a of confused pain
then we get addicted
and the pain prolonged
be there the salves of our dogmas, desires and the concept of freedom
revolution within ..demons inside --outside
crisp knock out hang over of cheap champagnes
40 dollars of coke and the whore of 40 dollars with no teeth
show the thirsty travelers different dawn
dependence is tyranny
freedom is realization .. realization is freedom
soul travelers down the hatch a shot a of confused pain
then we get addicted
and the pain prolonged
be there the salves of our dogmas, desires and the concept of freedom
revolution within ..demons inside --outside
crisp knock out hang over of cheap champagnes
40 dollars of coke and the whore of 40 dollars with no teeth
show the thirsty travelers different dawn
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Sorskogen - Mordet I Grottan lyrics
En sommar en gång
värmen sveper igenom
vi ler skrattande
men ett lömskt lugn infinner sig
någonstans i skogen
grottan där vi lekte som barn
en sargad kropp i evig sömn
berövad livets gryning
Vem var det som mördade honom
Vem var det som tog hans liv
ingen vet, ens idag
kastar mörker över vår idyll
Ett ljus som lyser ömt
ta oss mot bättre dagar
hans själ vandrar vidare
vi går sakta tillbaka
stigen leder oss hem
Lyrics www.allthelyrics.com/lyrics/sorskogen/
dagen har lidit mot sitt slut
vi försöker glömma
mordet i grottan
Vem var det som mördade honom
Vem var det som tog hans liv
ingen vet, ens idag
värmen sveper igenom
vi ler skrattande
men ett lömskt lugn infinner sig
någonstans i skogen
grottan där vi lekte som barn
en sargad kropp i evig sömn
berövad livets gryning
Vem var det som mördade honom
Vem var det som tog hans liv
ingen vet, ens idag
kastar mörker över vår idyll
Ett ljus som lyser ömt
ta oss mot bättre dagar
hans själ vandrar vidare
vi går sakta tillbaka
stigen leder oss hem
Lyrics www.allthelyrics.com/lyrics/sorskogen/
dagen har lidit mot sitt slut
vi försöker glömma
mordet i grottan
Vem var det som mördade honom
Vem var det som tog hans liv
ingen vet, ens idag
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