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A last minute descision.
Lay it all on the line.
Glaspipe recollections of antichrist.
The neminees all on fire.

Cash money upfront.
We're all part of the scam.
Dead stars at the end of the rope.

"Come a little bit closer.
So I can see what you taste like.
A pale face. A vision of suicide.
Dead ends and a St.Jude figurine.

Bury me in a shallow grave.
So the dogs can dig me out.
If I die tonight, well that suits me fine.

Come here…
And knock on my door
Step inside
Rake off your folds
And let it go

No-one…
Needs to know

Stale drops of inferior taste.
Handed down just to lay to waste.
Foul scent of a dream gone bad.
Die the death that he never had.

I've seen the flaming sights
I've walked that dreaded mile.
Religious fragmentation

The streets of broken dreams await
the darkness. To bring new souls
along for the ride. Another statistic
on the sidewalk. Found his peace at
last. In your stare, lost innocence.
Seen all the misery of this world.
Lonely ghosts escaping a dismal
past

They’ll get you when you’re young
Teach you how to be a man
(Stand up!)
Romanticizing
(Bigger and better!)
But it’s never enough, is it?

And you’re damned if you do

Raise the dead
to hear them scream again
It's a prize in it's own right
Equal in death at last,
with no expectation made
There's no escape in this
and that's how it ends

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You fucking maggots,
Don't crawl for me i'm not your friend.
Spare me your bullshit,
You animals with human eyes.

With power

Voices break the silence. Shadows
infect the white-clad walls. Death is
breathing down your neck.
Yoy try ty flee. Forced into submis-
sion. You try to repent. A strip of
tape that kills the screams. You
know this is the end. Surgical steel
twist the flesh. The hand of doom

Love is stronger than all
We can cry and pretend
But we know there’s something real

Some men say we’re from the first breath to the last
You should carry your head high

Cause I’m done

Falling. Leaving my plague behind.
Cannot live this futile lie.
Resurrected. Immune to your poison.
The world that I see [has] lost its
creed [where] sin speaks through the
wicked hell repossessed by those
who burn with the guilt of being
born.

An address to the stillborn,
lost brothers in arms;
To see the cursed earth
claim to providence;
A pyramid New Jerusalem

The dream is dead.
We're burning the carcass clean.

Wake up screaming.
Reaching out trough despair.
The images linger.
Memories like nails.
Violation.
Stink of faeces.
Desecration of life.
A burning sky.

Once again I've lost my way.
Going nowhere fast, I dread the return.
Spend my days in this self-made cage.
Where my soul can dwell,
and my loneliness is thriven far to well.

All and none of the answers I've found.
Alone I stand on hollow ground.

Pray for me. Pray for my soul beyond redemption.
Pray for my piss-soaked heart, for the hands that
mould my life so shallow.

So shallow
Painted, smiling face
So hollow

You and many are one alone.
You seek through the heavens and under the stone.
The words that I speak still left untold.
For who’s there to listen when silence is gold.

I come
from a place where no one goes,
you know that,

My future is forged with an axe.
I set the pace for you to follow.
Trade my illusions for your rebellion.
The shit I serve you just swallow.

Honed to perfection.
Now watch me escalate your flawless life.

How precise. I see that you finally caught on.
I am an inconsiderate bastard on most accounts.
I plead guilty, now that it's all out war.
Let's make it clear, you were never more than a lousy score.
We miss out by default.
I'm not even trying that hard.
Outside, let's see you carry your own.
This is no surprise.

Curse the day that you were born
Curse the god above for the sheer technicalities
That will keep us apart
(We will stay separated)

Everything you say's been said before
By someone just like you and me
It's a comfort can't you see

Kill me I'm useless.
Cauterize life itself.
Abuse and outshine one another.
Last one down lives for ever.

I swallow the fear.
It's darkness and chemical time.
These walls have eyes.

We're untouchable, a breed of our own.
In kinship between those who live on the outside.
No expectations, no extra weight.
Only idiots nurture a dying dream.
Make no mistake.
A world separates our realities.

It'll all end in tears.

You’ve got to move
As if you need to know why!?
Chow Mein don’t make up for Xmas
But it will do
Got money in your pocket
Got places to go
Don’t no-one know your name
You’re on a roll

One last try. Unfinished promise,
reach down deep inside.

I give up the day I die
at least this pains mine!

We all die!
You and I!

Traces-
All the shadows of what was
We crawled through defeat
Until it comsumes you
until we were empty
and nothing but hatred remains

Your holiness displayed

Well they same dull,
darkened, rain keeps
comin' down
Whispers little secrets
to spite this little mind
See the sunlight in McAllen, TX
burns my skin in Rome
Salt on my lips

[Lyrics:P.Dolving.Music:A.Bjorler.]

If biased.The facts all obscured.
Unrecognizable image of truth.
The masses comply.
While the cancer grows stronger corrupting the core.
Deny and disown.
A refusal to lose.

Stare at my reflection,
a face to me shown unknown.
Cleanse with perfection,
no man shall stop the seeds I've sown.

You see me crawl, but that's not true.
I'm just a step away from you.

Painful struggle: (you're) tangled in my web.
Hogtied and worn like a crown on my head.
A notion to move is a motion to burn.
Dare a spark into flames, then roasted they'll learn.

You know there's nowhere to escape
It's carved in stone I own your fate
Mute aggression, perpetuate...silencer.

Sweet Relief

[Lyrics: P. Dolving, Music: A. Bjorler.]

Contextualize it and justify,
As the passive servility eats you alive.
Like a japanese girl with a taste for absurdity,
Roped up and screaming for more.

It's infected
This city's a wasteland
Slow drone reality
Figure head and scapegoats
Holding back the punch line
To exaggerate just right

We're collecting IOU's and absent apologies

Seaweeds like emerald veins she sleep beneath the breaking weight
A silent dying ocean's slow defeat
The floods will rise and take us all
An end to all this quarrel
A final grace to rid her grief
Oh, Mother show no mercy for me
Wash the stains away
Come unto me again

Will you ever look past your self-sufficient illusions
The structure's true foundations rest within you
The price we pay for sheer indifference
Surrendered self discount spare parts
You give up your rights for your limitations and abandon all hope

One step further down the line as the flood begins to rise
You're on your knees faking ambition

Crawl inside it
Become the sickness
Drink it
Elevate the threshold
Destroy the mind

And you suffocated
You learn to hate (yourself)

Oh she was a little girl and I was only just learning to cry
I would call her name to see her beautiful eyes glow
Oh look at me
Oh look at me

They tell you to hold on and say that one day you'll understand
Well I'm still waiting
Yeah, I'm still here

The Shifter

[Music: A Bjorler / Lyrics: Dolving]

Generic, symbolic bullshit
Simplified, clich rehash
It's all streamlined, adjusted to match
Pimped-up junk rides and a minimum life span

Tampering with the codes to our existense.
The blasphemy will take its toll.
With blood on their hands, they alter our perception of reality.
Morticians clad in white seek their prey.

Compassion is left behind.
In their search for a controllable mind.

Cold skin clings to my face,
more dead than alive.
Spend your days without a trace,
fed up with the lies.

I'm one of the few undead,
I've seen through the lies,
live life hanging by a thread.

Desensitized. A living scar.
The Painful darkness shrouds my mind.

I´ve gazed into my deformed self:
Tormented and set ablaze.

Under the surface - there are wounds that never heal.
Under the surface - where the demons take control.

Familiar as I may seem
I wish I had never been here before
The re-occurring pattern of dysfunctional
The power and control
It’s not as if I’m new to any of this
But I wish there was a way
To reach your inside
And set you free

Don't hold your breath fot a new revelution.
The future is wasted on petty fraud.
A grade A average with perfect skin,
fight for a freedom of choose - between shit and more shit.

Truth - To what use?
Trust - Whom to?
Within these confinements, a word will spred like fire.