…same feeling, that during the teenages, everyone has their own lifes, you barely see their faces. You cant really count to their word, they do, what they want, there is no respect or fear. Their life is not that busy…

…I'm drained but aching for more And the devil inside is reading The words of the saddest poem To be engraved on the stone on my grave I'd kill to share your pain (and carry the shame) And sell my soul for you just to…

…colder of full path, but does it change anything, of you, is it easier alone to move. Then comes the emptyness, if you like it, everything is fine, otherwise its all the same beat, like if, your head is like a broken glass, it doesnt matter, what kind of music, is the walch.…

…Once again feel the rain Falling inside me Cleaning all that I've become My home is far but the rest it lies so close With my long lost love under the black rose You told I had the eyes of a wolf Search them and find…

…What do you choose, is what you are, what you do, is who you are. its easy from people to see, it could have been otherwise, but it is your lifestyle, its hard to change it, and hae excuses, of which to fight. From the…

…remember those cold season days, you are now like my xmas angel. that is, what i need, to be as happy as now, for all ages. We are living in our new house, It is not defenately any country house, it is far away from the…

…What is this cold dagger in my guts What's the name of this fear inside Like a parasite it feeds itself How much longer 'til it's everything? Turn out the lights before I enter And I just turn my radar on The only thing…

…! A-hee-ahee-ha-hee! What does the fox say? A-oo-oo-oo-ooo! Woo-oo-oo-ooo! What does the fox say? The secret of the fox, ancient mystery Somewhere deep in the woods, I know you're hiding What is your sound? Will we ever…

…See the skies hanging low Up upon walls the crumbling voice You ask yourself what is this time And what's the meaning of being? You ask yourself what is this time And what's the meaning of being? Follow the river at…