1. Flatline:
Dead hearts beating to the rhythm of those words that tell the filthy truth about it all. Dead words drone yeah to the trial of those hearts that ride the line before they trip and fall. I ride the flatline, I ain´t the first time. Everything I´ve never said and everything that I have never done comes back to make me ride the flatline til I´m all done. Dead lives crawling down the line to find themselves, I guess it´s worth just a shit after all. Dead lines winding down their lives to bind themselves, so ride the line before you trip and fall. I trip and fall, I ride the flatline, once and for all, i ride it until I reach the very end. I trip and fall to ride the flatline, I spill blood and gall along the flatline, ride the flatline, come back for more. I ride the flatline, I ain´t the first time, everything I´ve never said and everything that I have never done, comes back to make me ride the flatline til I´m all gone, it comes down on me... until I am gone...

2. Death Ticket:
Got a lifetime ticket yeah for this skeleton parade, wherever I go death will be my fuckin´ ace of spades. my time has come, it´s all for none, the phantom smile cuts deep, my time has come, all life is gone, I got the need to bleed, right now. the time has come... I got a ticket to ride, death ticket, now! I got a ticket to ride, death ticket, now! Lost myself in between the words I whisper and those I scream. Like a bitter movie of my life on a dirty blackened screen. My time has come, it´s all for none, the phantom smile cuts deep, my time has come, all life is gone, I got the need to bleed, right now. The time has come... I got a ticket to ride, death ticket, now! I got a ticket to ride, death ticket, now!

3. Bleed Tomorrow:
Did all these words just die right here on my tongue? It´s all the same, all over again, I´m rollin´ bones for nothing. Did all these colours just die right here in my eyes? It´s all coming down to zero, once again we´ll all be gone, take a deep breath and bleed tomorrow, today we all shall fuck the sun. Burn, brothers, burn...!! It´s all the same, all over again, I´m rollin´ bones for nothing. It´s all coming down to zero, once again we´ll all be gone, take a deep breath and bleed tomorrow, today we all shall fuck the sun. Bleed tomorrow, save the red for now, bleed tomorrow, I would if I knew how. It´s all coming down to zero, once again we´ll all be gone, take a deep breath and bleed tomorrow, today we all shall fuck the sun, it´s all coming down to zero, we´ll be gone, today we all shall fuck the sun.

4. Exit Plan:
A worn out road leading straight to the end, told a story of woe, the road was black and the road was bent, so mark the exit plan and go. Walk down and remember, as we tear ourselves in two. When everybody´s gone, I close my eyes to see. When death comes knocking on your door say please, give me a ride. A twisted road, leading straight to death, told a story of pain, the road was pale, the road took your breath, so mark the exit plan again. First step, go! second flows down that road,so brave! Third step done, fourth will come, right into the grave. Walk down and remember, as we tear ourselves in two. When everybody´s gone, I close my eyes to see, when death comes knocking on your door say please, give me a ride. Exit plan, to the end.

5. Sewn Eye Sleep:
I sleep with eyes wide open, words weep and will be broken. I creep all through the night, worlds weep, no more words spoken. Please sew up my eyes, please get me some sleep, please screw up my life cause I am in too deep. I bite the hand that feeds, until it bleeds, to make these sewn eyes see, this is my black blood therapy. Can´t hide behind sewn eyes, the world weeps and I choke on its cries. Can´t make those worn hearts wanna be, so rip´em out to give an end to this misery. Please sew up my eyes, please get me some sleep, please screw up my life cause I am in too deep. I bite the hand that feeds, until it bleeds, to make these sewn eyes see, this is my black blood therapy. The lights are dim, the needle´s bent, the thread used up. My eyes are closed, the blood has dried, but the pain doesn´t stop. When vultures circle round my head it´s time to heal the hand that bled. Time for a black blood therapy, black blood will make those sewn eyes see. Please sew up my eyes and get me some sleep, screw up my life cause I am in in too deep. I bite the hand that feeds, until it bleeds, to make these sewn eyes see, this is my black blood therapy.

6. Stabwounds:
I feel them, I feel them crawl, they crawl right up my twisted spine. These words of nothing and all, I wish they´d never been mine. I feel them, I feel them crawl, oh now they´re going deeper, going deeper down. Like the knife in my back, stabbing me but I keep the track. I wonder if these stabwounds ever heal. Down, like the knife in my back, stabbing me but I can´t be wrecked, I wonder if these stabwounds ever heal. I feel them, I feel them all, they all now spit the venom of a thousand tongues into my veins, the poison of a thousand fangs unleashed again. They crawl, I scream a thousand words of nothing and another thousand empty ones again that I can´t understand. Short cuts, deep wounds, I came here to meet my doom. Dead words, bleed soon, now I see my doom is you. I beg and pray that life can hear what death does say. Still they crawl, still I scream, a thousand words can´t make those stabwounds heal. A shorter cut, a deeper wound, so let´s twist the knife to make it all through. Like the knife in my back, stabbing me but I keep the track, I wonder if these stabwounds ever heal, down, like the knife in my back, stabbing me but I can´t be wrecked, I wonder if these stabwounds ever heal.

7. The Loss Theory:
Woke up the other day, caught right between me, myself and I, took a look around and all I had was gone. I´m getting sick of all the words I speak, the black watch ticks, I am just about to bleed. Woke up the other day, caught right between blood, sweat and tears, took a look around and all I felt was gone. I´m getting sick of all the words I speak, the black watch ticks, I am just about to cease. They took the world right from my eyes, I see. And they will never ever give it back to me. Woke up the other night, caught right between life, death, right and wrong, took a look around and saw what I´d become. I´m getting sick of all the words I speak, the black watch ticks, I´m just way too worn and weak. They took the world right from my eyes, I see, and they will never ever give it back to me. So here I go without the world again, just trying not to forget my exit plan, as I run to the end. Go!

8. Silencing:
I cut the rope just to tie a new noose, to take a running jump at life, to make death pay its dues, to rid the earth of all the noise, to mute all life and watch the world collapse without a choice, to rid my eyes of all the hue, to stop seeing only fading shades of black and blue. This is our way of doubt and decay, set the last bids when life calls it quits, I´ll show you the way... I cut the rope just to tie a new noose, to take a running jump at death, to make life pay its dues, to rid the earth of all the words, to mute all blabber until the last whisper will be heard, to rid my eyes of all the light, to stop seeing everything bleed between wrongs and rights. This is our way of doubt and decay, set the last bids when life calls it quits, I´ll show you the way... To silence, this is our way of death and dismay, what to expect when life lies down and wrecked, I´ll show you the way... to silence. All frequencies are rotten, all sounds are dead, oh if only fuckin' silence could hear what I´ve said, it´s not a word, not a sound, that makes the grave go round, it´s a kind black tooth grin from the dying sun within, dying... Right from the dying sun within... So cut the rope, tie a new noose, just take a running jump at death, now make life pay its dues, save your last breath.

9. The Negative:
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, as the rats raise their heads with pride. Deep inside there´s nothing, hollow is my very soul. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, as the dead join my ride tonight. Now here I go, and cut all your hopes, because I am the negative. Deep inside there´s nothing, darkness ate my very soul, where once my heart, there´s now a hole. Now here I go, and cut all your hopes, because I am the negative. I ride the rope and cheer the end, I tie the noose for foe and friend, I am the negative. I lead the rats back home again, I raise their heads above all man, I am the negative forever yeah, this is what I am, blackened and damned, the negative forever and a day.

10. Minus Everything:
Everything is goin´ down, I know, when everything is going down, I go (let me die now), I go down the path of no return (and I´ll let you go), I guess only by death (let me die now), by death I´ll learn. Minus me, minus you, now it´s minus everything. Minus me, minus you, now it´s minus everything. My mouth is black, my words are blue, these colours tell me what to do, to take the rope and praise the fall, it´s all for none and none for all. Let me die now and I´ll let you go, I said let me die now and I´ll let you go. Minus me, minus you, now it´s minus everything. Minus me, minus you, now it´s minus everything. Ran out of hope, my lifeblood spilled, all I had been has long been killed, so take the rope and praise the fall again, it´s just another end. Let me die now and I´ll let you go, let me die now, let me die now. This path was meant to be with no return, but I end up circling around myself. The rope´s been cut and I fall onto the ground, life rang in another fuckin´ round. Minus me, minus you, now it´s minus everything. Minus me, minus you, now it´s minus everything.

11. Bone Patrol:
Now we stop to breathe yeah, cause every try would be in vain. Now we stop to be and die again. It´s all hollow words now, now as everything´s been said. It´s all hollow life now, and all we get ...no. What more to expect, when death is on parole, step aside, step aside for the bone patrol. Now we stop to speak yeah, cause every word is but a drone. Now we stop to be and die alone. What more to expect, when death is on parole, step aside, step aside for the bone patrol. Right here, right now, bone patrol´s in town, and everything is cut what once was bound. Right here, right now, the grey men stand. Once and for all, until the very end. What more to expect, when death is on parole, step aside, step aside for the bone patrol.

12. The Black To Come (Bonus-Track):
I feel it now from top to toe, this is gonna be my final run, straight to death is where I go, I´ve come to swallow the sun, I feel it now in each and every bone, this is gonna be the final stand, nothing´s left of what once sown, now let us fuckin´ cheer the end. Dear dear end – send your players and exit plans. End, dear dear end – leave my prayers and tie my hands. Everybody´s sworn to zero, watch out for the black to come. Everybody´s born a dying man, here it comes, here comes the black. I feel it now in each and every word, this is gonna be my final show, everything has gone unheard, til I kneel down to that world below, I feel it now in each and every breath, this is gonna be my final ride, I bide my time I starve for death, my rotten dreams and hopes aside. Everybody´s sworn to zero, watch out for the black to come, everybody´s born a dying man, here it comes, here comes the black. Everybody´s sworn to darkness, watch out for the death to come, everybody´s born a crying man, here we go, here comes the black.