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Can you see the fire in my eyes
can you see it burns?
It burns so much
that I can't see your love.
But still I have to continue my life
without seeing your love
becouse that's the destiny
what God made for me
and I have to live with it.
We all have our own destinys
and we shall follow them.

Tystnad
Tunnel, avfart
När taxametern slagits på
försvinner allt i regnet
utan spår
& som en viskning
ser Vi syner nu igen
Det här är nåt
som inte ens har hänt…

Tystnad
En rökfri viskning
Det är exakt vad Vi vill ha
det luftkonditionerade ljudet
av fart
Du är värd att dö för
Ni kan skratta om Ni vill
Håna oss Vi rör oss Ni står still…

Lyssnar
stel & fastspänd
& när paniken bryter ut
ler Du svagt
och viskar till Mig Du
är värd att dö för
Men mot gummi, glas & metall
betyder ett mirakel inget allsÂ…

Stuck in the shadow
But it feels so right
lost in the land of always where I'm not mine
I write it all down
No lonely letters
just all together to make me feel a bit better

I'm falling down into core of the world
where I get the chance to survive
I turn this chaotic reality of mine
Something so beautiful and divine

Halo, say hello to me
My guide in the dark
the only one who understands me completely
Waiting for hours
you to come again
to paint my nightmares into innocent dreams

I'm falling down into core of the world
where I get the chance to survive
I turn this chaotic reality of mine
Something so beautiful and divine

I thought I need to scream out loud
to make myself more conceivable
but deep inside myself, where I hide
I can be unbeatable though I don't have to

I'm falling down into core of the world
where I get the chance to survive
I turn this chaotic reality of mine
Something so beautiful and divine

Do you know how hard hits death of your friend?
Do you know how dark its before death?
Do you know how sad it is to your friends if you kill your self?
Do you know how painful is to wait for death in batlefield?
Do you know when death comes?
Do you know how lonely its before death?
Do you know when you die?

suonissani tunnen
menneiden uudestaantulevien
haamujen muutoksen
verekseni
osaksi minua tuskaksi
kiertää itsessäni kun
itse kierrätän itsessäni
demonisia mielikuvia
välähdys
paikoillaan seisova näky kiertää kun
suoneni veri viiltää
viiltää
viiltää
niinkuin veitsetkin pilkkovat
ne minut niin
silloin vuodan kuiviin
ja milloin verisuonet kuivuisivatkaan
en tajua

This time
it is the severed child holding the knife
a paragon of vengeance
fingers curled around the hilt
eyes cold with selfassurance
Feel;
the chilled blade is soothing to touch
sharpened with care
to bite through skin flesh and bone
deep into the darkness behind the eyes
we call soul and spirit
This time
there will be no holding back
no hypocritical mercy

See the dust rise like a wave
in the wasteland
cling to your clothes and your hair
chafe your throat
with every shallow gasp for breath
See the black sun up high
that grants its bleak light reluctantly
to this monochromatic world
Reality without colour or life
Ashes to ashes
and dust to dust
when all that mattered crumbles
all emotion is stillborn

Look into the dark eyes of pain and you can see your eyes,
Search through the dark faces and you can see your lies,
Feel the cold of the night on your neck and you know your all alone,
Touch the ground as you slowly fall,
Touch the face of those fallen before you,
Dirt hits your face just like those who walk on you,
Blood covers your hands like those you've betrayed,
See them smile as they lower your grave,
Smile from where you are because your grave is lowered,
From hell watch them lower your grave.

Can you tell me what remains
when one is tired of life
and tired of living –
what hope is left when
all love brings is pain?

What good comes from the
mind that feels no remorse
from a thousand injuries past –
how one can love with fragments
of a broken heart?

Tears of misery pour down
from saddened lakes of pain,
and fall like shards of glass upon my soul –
piercing through the flesh of time
and come to rest in loneliness.

Can you tell me
when the rain will end
and the sun shine bright once more –
when sleep will come
and memories of grief
will no longer be the bearer
of the insomnia of life?

Can you tell me
when suffering ceases
to be my only friend –
where the green grass grows
and where rivers of joy
flow silently into the horizon
and darkness shall be no more?

A graveyard of souls
Remembering life as if epitaphs
Joy, sorrow, come together like one
And the light and the darkness
Meet in that dim place
To collect the meaning
To find the knowledge
Secrets of the universe
Revealed through whispers to the Spirit
And in tears and the soul's agony
No will to face the world