1. MADE UP WORDS

We must bring our own light to the darkness.
No one else is going to do it for us.
We've got to be blind or just losing our minds,
If we can't see this world's on fire.
Am I born to the wrong place at a wrong time?

Or should I just accept the fact
That we are born to expire?

It's all speculation.
Made up words.
Made up words.


2. ALL MINE

You haven't seen the thing I've seen.
So you can't fear the things I fear.
You haven't swallowed the lies I've eaten.
So you can't question the truth I believe in.

It's just me who has lived my life.
Who has gotten through the ups and downs.
My mistakes were mine
And they had to be made to get where I am.
I feel naked.
No hate left to cover myself.
I won't say this time "I'm wy more clever"
But what I've learned is "never say never".

My fractures.
My bruises.
My wounds.

Despite the fact that the world is full of shit.
Life is still a beautiful thing.
I'm looking for the sharpest ray of light
To switch on my mind and end this soul solstice 365.

No one has been in the places I've been.
No one has left behind the things I had to leave.
No one feels pain and loss the way I feel.

Because no one has seen the things I've seen.


3. BREATHER

Too many empty words about taking control of our lives.
Too many sad songs about leaving things behind.
Stunned, paralyzed.
Just waiting for something to happen.

We are breathing our own apathy
And sure love to dwell on it.

We are breathing our own apathy.
Fucking love to dwell on it.

We're supposed to be the ones who make a change,
But who has courage to disengage?

I have this burning will to question everything.
Piss on the dead flies and burn down the old window sills.

Forgive, forget.
Clear the table and don't regret.


4. DAMAGE CHECK

Confused by all the contradictions that life brings.
Solutions don't come to you on clean white wings.
Under pressure we try to dig our way under the fence.
Hold on to anything that makes some sense.

Driven by illusions, guided by blinds.
We've learned our lesson of this twisted mankind.

Each one of us have our internal hells.
Personal conflicts that growing up brings.
Reality is the hardest thing to face in your life.
It's not easy to open your sick infected eyes.

Loneliness can be so unbearable.
Alone you find best what damage life has done.
Driven by illusion, guided by blinds.
We've learned our lesson of this twisted mankind.


5. I SEE DEAD PEOPLE

Down in a gutter, top of the world.
It depends on the angle where you are looking from.
Search and destroy, lost and found.
My quest for certainty is all about.

Like crushed ants on a giant's footsteps.
Dying butterflies on the metropolis sunset.
Dead silent but weeping wings
Bravely near freedom's reach.

Too simple to think there is a paradise after all.
Too rough to think us as molecules disappearing soon.
Search and destroy, lost and found.
My quest for certainty is all about.

Like crushed ants on a giant's footsteps.
Dying butterflies on the metropolis sunset.
Dead silent but weeping wings
Bravely near freedom's reach.

But we are just trapped on our own shit.

As an eyewitness to the sad sequence
I see the mass doing life sentence
In crowded streets and shopping malls.
The sky is red and soon the day is done.
All the butterflies flattened to the execution wall.


6. SPOKEN WORD

Fuck this pervert behaviour of not speaking out
Of all the things that matter and need to be spoken
About.

What keeps us thinking that pain is not a part of life?
Why we always assume to get things with the lowest price?

What do you get from pretending your problems away,
Even if you know that things are not what they seem.

Fear of suffering makes me suffer even more.
Vicious fucking circle that makes me crawl on filthy floor.

I got to many fears that have control over me.
Too little strength to be me when it's all I really need.

We all have giants in our living rooms.
Ghosts from the past knocking on our doors.

Oh god how fed up I am to useless words.
All the lines that com with our tired roles.
We are enslaved by traditions or so we believe.
Excuses that makes us content with less what we need.

I've met so many conmen speaking about the truth
And too many cynics walking eyes closed.

No crown on my head or halo above.
A truth to be told or pride to swallow.
I have no list of solutions to share,
Just a huge book of questions and a lifetime ahead.


7. NAVIGATE BY HEART

Progression through self-made hell.
No more hanging on the wrong side of the fence.
Dig out what you truly dream about.

Search your soul, search your soul...

I'm on my way to unlearn everything
I was once taught.
I've found values I hold like golg.
The treasure's mine, you have to find yours.

Call me an optimist, call me a hypocrite.
Just spit your venom straight to my face
But "The ugly pictures you paint of me
Are just portraits of your ignorance".

Fuled by faith,
I'm blessed with trust.

Trusted the compass inside.
Followed that guiding light that was barely insight.
Somehow I knew that the course was right.
You have to fight your way out of that damned place.
You can't escape all the shit you're meant to face.
Progression through self-made hell.
Nothing is stable,
Everything changes.


8. FATHERS DAY

This day makes me look back.
Makes me browse my book of life.
No horns, nor violins.
Just a sad silence surrounds me.
This is my milemark, my cross to bear.
But I can't break the ice three decades deep.

Today I still look back.
There's a chapter I don't want to read.
The silence, the look you gave.
There's something I can't change.
This is my milemark, my cross to bear.
But I can't break the ice three decades deep.

Every time I try to move towards forgiving
It makes me feel like a suffocating child.

I guess I already gave up on this.
I don't have the strength to work on it.
Is it even something we can fix?
This bond was born dead in May '76.


9. STEPPING ASIDE

The hammer of justice swings
And this time it's my own knee.
Growing pains haven't been like this
In the last fifteen years.
I get the rush when you know
You've gone somewhere wrong.
I want to lose the borderlines
I've been protecting without a cause.

Not angry, just tired and worn out.
I want to walk out of
These fucking frames.
I have to confess,
Everything has it's place and time.
Out of step, but still we stand in line.

How wrong was I when I said
"I know exactly where I stand".
Young, angry and too much to prove.
The youth of today stumbling
On the steps of adulthood.
Desperately moaning
"We won't fucking change".
The illusion was our saddest mistake.

It's been a long road to
Reach a simple conclusion like this.
My hate is nothing but sum of all y fears.
It's me, myself and I, who I'm fighting against.


10. SHORELINE

There is quiet after the storm.
No vessel to carry me home.
No home to long for.
No darkness to hold on.
Everything is clear,
But it's still all far away.
Float still and freeze to death
Or pick one and start to swim.

Somewhere there's a shoreline for me,
But getting there is a different thing.
It's any port in the storm I know,
But in the midst of the calm I'm lost
I've travelled all the seven seas,
Now I want solid ground under my feet.

There's still time to start again.


11. TO FIND A HOME

Desperate people do desperate things
In search of love, light and hapiness.
And on their way they tend to hurt
Others who search mostly the same things.

This cheap amusement park full of screaming neon signs.
"Drown to cheap thrills, Cheat yourself, lose your Dignity".

If we get all the shit we always chase,
We still feel empty with discontent.
If we snort all the drugs man has made,
We'll still have to face the world as it is.

I'm one of those who still search the heart of gold.
Looking to fill up the bottomless hole.
Still running towards the great unknown.
Cold dogmass can't be the only wy to find a home for my Tired soul.