1. On a path but in a line,
right in trouble but outer side,
I'm fighting keeping on biting.
I'm just lunatic fanatic.

So I stoop down,
sand trickles trough my head.
So I stoop down,
hope you know,
what your´re doing.


2. Stroke my feet and lick my eyes.
The room is colder and lights are bright.
Maybe in a while you know what it's like.
Maybe I push you down tonight.




3. The finale dust contains no rust.
I'll inhale the tale of jail.
I'm crawling in the cradle of lust,
to find your holy grail.

 





signs of human times
captured
dark angel
liaison with a wolf
lunatic fanatic
psalm
storm
respawn redemption