Master Of Disguise

("No! this face is only a mask, a wicked ornament,. illuminated by an exquisite grimace,. Look and see, atrociously contorted,. The real head, and the sincere face.

Hello Goodbye

reaching out for you. all i catch is air. a breeze thats empty. im left with nothing, nothing without you. . open up my eyes. to an empty room. painted black and blue.

What's In Store?

Carve your name into my arm. 'Cause I long to feel your name blood red. Leave our love life at the door, what's in store?. We don't know just yet. . And that is why when we get together, there's no need to be clever.

Arc Welder

La Masquerade Infernale

[based on the poem "Tragediens Trone" by John Henrik Svaren]. [is translated by the undersigned, and hereby dedicated to Kristoffer Garm Rygg]. . Hear!.

Andrew's Hymn

(w graber). (instrumental).

W.o.w

Hey you, where's your blood, where are your bones?. How come you're invisible. I'm fadin' through a love in the sun, and I need you to hold. I want you to be physical.

And Then Again

(music arcwelder/words w. graber & s. macdonald). And hey this is something different - and then again. Now down 'til I can't remember - was it here or there.

Kinetic

Welcome. this transmission. from a fallen star. otherwise known as Arcturus. . Light has departed. from this black sun. But please put us on. to bring darkness down.

Fleur

Sometimes you can feel this moment listening and turnaround. Calm down you can tell him with yr dirty boobs and going gone. . Feel the lust in yr dream.

And Now

(w graber). So stay to myself and how's this door been opened. And all these superstitions won't help now. And now is the time 'cause now I've been forgotten (it's the sadness of the year).

Vanishing

Is this a fling? It's seven days and you're already vanishing. Is this a fling? It's seven days and you're already vanishing. Is this a fling? It's seven days and you're already vanishing.

Icebound Streams And Vapours Grey

Frozen streams and vapours gray,. cold and waste the landscape lay.... Then a hale of wind. . Hither - whirling, Thither - swirling,. Spinn the fog and spinn the mist....

Expensive

Hey... You more atractive, You more atractive. Hey... I'm gonna get help, I'm gonna get help. . Walking away for good. Just tell me what you do?. Running away for nude.

Underwater

Underwater, underwater, underwater. Underwater, underwater, underwater, oh. Underwater, underwater, underwater. Underwater, underwater, underwater, oh.

Hibernation Sickness Complete

Probing a voiceless void. Searching for a closure. Poisoned tentacles from the past. Are tumbling fumbling closet. Mood set. On full scale regret. Peaking an all time low.

All My Want For Need

(s. macdonald). Life will have to go on. With or without you here. I've known it all along. And now it all seems clear. . All my want for plans. You don't understand.

For To End Yet Again

Full of frequency. an unintelligible roar. of everything ever lived. or altogether avoided life. . A storm of voices. and backward thoughts. through deserts of sand.

All Mixed Together

(w. graber). . Came for the green slop pie - all mixed together. It's that i... nobody's got one yet. You see I was mark merrill. And he was just another who dragged it out far to long to believe.

Fall Of Man

Now there is. my fairytale(s). of dying flowers. . of the earth. and those it covers. of dying maids. and viking men. of birds.. that never. of ever are the same again.