The Notes Of My Reflection

The Nothing

Swallow me as I become. A living blaspheme. Force fed by your tyrant. Choke on the lies of the ancients. So you are the demon to design my fate. . Disguise yourself as.

That Ain't Elvis Playing Piano

The piano players dead. Someone shot him in the head. I want to make sweet love to his fucking music. Who would've wanted the show to end this early?.

The Critic

Contemplation.. Revelation.. You've tried to bury us with pure hatred.. 'Cause what you think and what you say is loud. . So start eating that shit we're gonna feed you now..

The World I See

Feel the starlight. Glowing eyes above the sea. In the temple of the sun. Silver moonlight. Shining down up on the dream. Aiming far beyond the sky. Forever I never betray the melody.

Time To Be King

Sending a message to man. I am the sound of the road. Moving with darkness to my home. Searching for reasons to grow. Cynical creatures of coldness. I am the master of soul.

Tungur Knivur

[Jorn Lande]. . It was a long time ago. Where the snowy winds blow. In the land of midnight sun. In a storm sailed a viking ship. On a vast and long trip.

Two Coins

I stick loneliness, your lips. And the two coins of your eyes. Into my pickets, yeah, hey. Well, the train skates into Port Henry. Late Sunday, alright.

The Way It Goes

A forgotten whisper screams at me now. So that i don't forget how. To sit like a child on my mother's knee. How dare that child be me. . And its trot trot to Boston.

Time Served

Hold up the firing line. Hold up the firing. Walk away counting backwards from nine. . Hold up the firing line. Hold steady on the trigger's time. Walk away counting backwards from nine.

The General

There was a decorated general with a heart of gold. That likened him to all the stories he told. Of past battles, won and lost and legends of old. A seasoned veteran in his own time.

Thinking Of A Place

It was back in Little Bend that I saw you. Light was changing on the water. Where birds above it flown. There was pain in your eyes. So you vanished in the night.

Taking The Farm

You seem a little on the high side. Disconnected from me. Been a little to anxious and a little too sweet. Have you been chopping down treetops tree after tree.

Touch Of Grey

Must be getting early. Clocks are running late. Paint-by-number morning sky. Looks so phony. . Dawn is breaking everywhere. Light a candle, curse the glare.

The Last Dance

Every step that we tread. The dead are behind us. Throwing shadows out over our heads. And they live far in front of us. . No oceans left to cross. No mountains left to climb.

The Atheist's Burden

I caught a dawn chorus this morning,. And it was a show-stopper.. I'm rising early again, and it's great.. I took a Hell of a chance,. And it's paid off handsomely..

The Pace

No I don't give a shit I'm just sick and fucking fed up. Always falling on my face trying hard to keep my head up. Cause this life has got me running, repetitions got me pinned.

Trepidated Oaf

Tv-freak

The World Is Getting Bored

The salvation army sings Christmas carols outside the shopping mall.. Me I can't wait to get back on the road and play some rock and roll.. The warm and comfortable feeling of being a punk rock band..