2. A Frame Of Mind
As the man I am, I dislike
More purities and feelings send
Into the extacy I hate
Nobody controls me
Maybe it's because nobody wants to
Anyway
They watch the terror
In a maze full of gray we shall rest
Incomplete, fictive mirror
Enchanting the way, I do at my best
When a man disconnects, he will lie
A tale telling meyhem inquiries leading
The poor suckers brain
I'm one of those men
But hey then again: Who's to say
Grey is coming, a broken frame
On the cross, my mirror
Unattended my body decays
A future loss, aching nearer
Soon I'll meet the boss
- Der var et eller andet, jeg syntes der var et eller andet med...
jeg spillede helt ved siden af, jeg tunkte kun p¥ den dukke der
- tihi
- Jeg syn... lagde du ikke m¦rke til hvor mange riffs jeg spillede forkert?
- Jojo
4. The Hidden Ache
Bitter modern child, with your dreams tugged around you
The dreams so cold, they are mine
With the prospects they haunt you
My ache is hidden
In read lights I see you, and your hate
About time you found me
Your hand in mine
In dark rooms we're hurting
Through hidden times
All hail to the forgotten past
They took me equally with kings
So you're learning, soon becoming my pupil
In the darkness I'll teach you
I'll make you man
In moistful mornings through the only path
Stating I never want your wings
Never argue, never compromise
Wide from mine the hidden ache
Do wonders to realize all the questions you may have
6. Slow Death Factory
Buying time too blind to see
My figure staring back at me
I wish my death would crack my shell
I wish to God, I wish to Hell
All this time I swore my faith
To what was bad, I contemplate
A session made, a circle hard
A ring of evil taking part
Too unlikely I will live
Another day nothing to get
I wish my death would crack my shell
I wish to God, I wish to Hell
Too unlikely I will live
But who gives a fuck anyway
The darkness: Mine
Forever: Time
The pain is: My game
The game is: My pain
Come with me I'll show you all the wonderful sights
Blessed are thee, who ask not about the blinding
White lights
Join and you will, all that you will, and you will
In the sentence I'll give you, you'll find me
8. Flogging A Dead Horse
Head thunder lights
My feelings distorted
I sense the pleasure, the goat in me
Fuck
Start flogging the fuckin' dead horse
You know you want to
Start fuckin' the flogged dead horse
You know you've got to
Stare, smile, beat the tradition up
Back to basics a time full of me
Still, smile, return to the wombs
A nineties' caveman to be
Back to basics, the heavy basics