Wake Me Up

I've got this phosphorescent portrait of gentle Jesus meek and mild. I've got this harlot that I'm stuck with carrying another man's child. The solitary star announcing vacancy burnt out as we arrived.

Viceroy's Row

Now there's a crank in every crowd. Sprinkling gunpowder. Seems that everything is about to blow. They lit the burning paper. With a waxen taper. Sitting up here on Viceroy's Row.

The Kindred (salem 1692)

[Narrator:]. Evil perished the day. Or so they thought when there stood in pale. On trial with hands tied to her back. All but a child told to be taught of herecy.

Svartnatt

Stenen under min rygg r kall. Ikring mig ligger Natten tt. . Dr svarta nglar dansar kring min kropp. Trr sen snaran runt min hals. Ristar i min hud - Skr isr mitt ktt.

Tripwire

Just because you don't speak the language. Doesn't mean that you can't understand. Just because you don't speak the language. Doesn't mean that you can't understand.

Svartkonst & Tusenskã¶nor

Nr skymningen Faller anlnder Han. Fr att skrda frukt jag ltit gro i Hans namn. . En mnniska vit och blek som elfenben. P ett altare skuret ut ur stenen.

Sugar Won't Work

Lightning up!. And shake the ground. . Is that a horn that's blowing?. Or a bell that's tolling?. Walls are falling. Ships pulled out from their mooring.

Spanish Train

There's a Spanish train that runs between. Quadalquivir and old Seville. And at dead of night the whistle blows. And people fear she's running still....

Sorgekvã¤det

Stick Out Your Tongue

They talked to the sister, the father and the mother. With a microphone in one hand and a chequebook in the other. And the camera noses in to the tears on her face.

Refuse To Be Saved

Now that you set everybody free. What you going to do about me?. Don't want to be treated like some poor grateful clown. I'd rather go back in the sweet underground.

Ritual (varsel Del I)

Tolv varv baklnges kring Jesus hem. Och var gng porten jag ser. Ett djupt andetag och jag blser in genom nyckelhlet. Fr att snart f mta min frlsare och Gud.

Prisoners Of Fate

If I Could Believe

If I could believe two and two is five. Two wrongs make a right. Well then, man alive. Lost in my insolence and sneers. That might sound like prayers.

Turpentine

I can't tell if this is real or if I am sleeping. I'll embroider the truth and that's so I shall reap. I took things that didn't belong to me. I didn't mean to do you wrong.

Orroborros & The Pilgrim

Come The Meantimes

What are you going to say to me?. Will you be betraying me?. Come The Meantimes. . Will you be deceiving me?. And beyond believing in me?. Come The Meantimes.

Cinco Minutos Con Vos

I stood at the kerb trying not to disturb. The dark carnival crew and a glittering voice. Far off there said, "Rejoice". "As the casualties are but few".

Nocturne

Stella Hurt

You should wear your red galoshes. Walking o'er the city pride. Streets are paved with heaven's pennies. Gutters full of suicides. . Teddy steadily fell from grace.