Barbarians And Henchmen

We idolize and exonerate the statues of barbarians and henchmen and why and how we must pattern ourselves to be such men. Who is the hero?. Who is the scapegoat?.

Alkeline

As faces crept in from the room next door to my eyes I let a razor race swiftly down my armless body towards the clays of hell. Blink to separate desecration from pain.

Alkaline

As faces crept in from the room next door. to my eyes I let a razor race swiftly down my armless body. towards the clays of hell. Blink to separate desecration from pain.

Promenaadikaskus

Into The Wind

I float against the tide. Alone against this cold, cold feeling. Never knowing why. Refusing just to see. What became of. All these things inside. I wish someone.

A Wooden Heart Never Bleeds

In paranoia I find genius. But the ice-dreams have come with spiritless consequence. A hatchet has been hidden between my eyes. A hatchet gift-wrapped in paranoia.

Forgiven

(You) You've died inside. (Why?) Nowhere to hide. (Lost) Inside an empty room. . (All) Your life is gone. (Time) Can't heal the wrong. (Now) It seems you're on your own.

A Family Tree To Hang From

Don't bite the hand that feeds you. Rather saw it off at the shoulder and bury the blade. Incinerate the torsos and start a fresh page in the journal of life.

Porin Jazz Juhlat

Perustamisasiakirja 8-3-1558

10 Fingers (my Last Ten Minutes)

Spit slides like sludge from the lips. Mumbling the lost words of a Fall grievance. I can barely speak to you with purple lips and a cracked smile. Ripped apart in unequaled confusion.

Fields Of Sorrow

Waiting for a chance. Like a fallen angel. That's been lost among the sands. In an hourglass of illusion. . It's a momentary lapse. Of concentration that I had.

Face To Face

As I walk around. Casting shadows on the ground. I begin to see it all. In the aftermath. Things I can't put in the past. I try again to break the fall.

Episodes Of Mania

She died in a firestorm. It echoes from the street. A wasted life. Full of promise ending. Im left to wonder. How it might have been. No one knows. How this fuels my hatred.

Kruunu Paaha Pori Kuningas

Kartano

Karhun Hansaa

Consequence Of Power

Dont know how Ill make. Hiding in the cold. Will I die here waiting. How long can I fight. Nothing left but pride. Got to find a way. To make it one more night.

Blood Of An Angel

Another empty night surrenders to the day. Just cant seem to get out of the rain. Im getting tired of running from the pain. I could I start again. Hoping you would see.

Anathema

In the garden of hell. Did you heed the warning. You lie awake in your cell. Hear the evil calling. . Look inside. This extraordinary place. Never know what youll find.