Bleed

As I cradle what you told me to. Still defined by wounds that grow in you. Opened ashes bleeding as you die. I never felt besides, I only lied. . Have I forgiven you, I forgiven you.

As If You Know Me

I collect myself from falling down. Disengage to rearrange myself without your fate. And it rains. And it rains. . You say you know who I am. You found the worst in me.

Apples & Oranges

You are buried in complications. Falling faster, falling deep. Drowning in their expectations. Take a step back and you'll see. . Step away, and separate.

Black Tears

When I'm in this state of mind. I'm wishing I was blind. Sometimes life is. more than pain, to me. I feel the power of my grief. Death would be. such a relief. All the secrets that I hide.

Beyond The Unknown

Take a trip with me, to endless insanity. where no souls could live. Where no. soule could rest the echoes of tormenti-. on, rips so psychic wounds into your.

Angel Of Distress

Death! Possession!. . At the gates of dawn,. she awaits your arrival.. Your loneliness, her way,. to realize her revival.. . Only the weak shall die,.

After Afterlife

I am the master of your dreams, I am the. creator of your screams, I pulverize your. inner will invisible, no blood will spill.. Sent by the powers of the wind, now you.

Across The Fields Of Forever

Music by Swano, Axelsson, Nerberg. Lyrics by Swano, Axelsson. Keyboards by Swano. . It all began with the shades of what we never thought existed.. . The vision of the distorted views was no longer an illusion..

A Serenade For The Dead

[Instrumental]. . [Music by Swan";]. [Arranged by Swan";].

A Curfew For The Damned (... Blind Belief)

This song is dedicated to all blasphemers worldwide, ia!. Lyrics: Swano, Axelsson. . You true beiever. Die man deciever, for your prophecies.. A fatal release. The temple of the holy..

A Curfew For The Damned

(....Blind Belief). You true beiever. Die man deciever, for. your prophecies. A fatal release. The tem-. ple of the holy. We will blaspheme. There. are no blessings, only a dream. Christia-.

15:36

Let me invite you to my nether-world. I'll show you sights you've never seen. You still my hunger. You're an easy prey. Your flesh is ripe. Your mind is weak.

You Suck At Life And I'm Not Talking About The Board Game

You want to see me fail. You want to pump my dreams full of lead. And put their blood soaked corpses. On public display with a sign around their neck that says.

Willie Loman

What Is This Monstrosity

We have three choices from here. Evolution, regression, or stagnation. And I will choose the first. I would rather move on. Because looking backwards is.

The Marlboro Man Is A Douche Bag

Light up another one, you inconsiderate shit head. You're infringing on my right to breathe clean air. For all of us who like our lungs the way they are.

Score One For Team Bitch

Nice Shoes, Wanna Fuck

Carve another notch in your bedpost, whore. Lay back and tally up the score. Count the number of hearts you've ripped from chests. Then put your pretty eyes to rest.

I Wish You The Best

I can see it in your eyes. You've finally learned your lesson. I could forgive and forget. But it's to little, to late. I could say I told you so. But I think a big old fuck you.

Beating A Dead Horse