Lonely Picture

Like a June-bug outside your window-still,
Wishing to get in and out of the storm.
My face against the cold glass.
Once long ago, I remember when it was warm,
Your love has come and gone to pass,
Yet tears in my eyes still spill.

Silence in the song of time.
Silence in these lines of mine.

The keys on the piano still play.
A hundred years pass, but my cry lasts.
If only you had asked me to stay.
If only you hadn’t let memories past.
My heart has gone and died away,
What´s left is my sad and worn portray.

Just a Dark Thought

Come, Demon of pain, i wellcome thee.
Let us join in grief and honour the sorrow.
Allow the scare-crows of time to re-open our eyes,
And catch the infinite sparks of despair we´ve forgotten.

Let us rejoice in the pits of our hollow minds,
And face the truth of it´s emptiness.
Flush the scratching cold down our backs,
And slap the screaming winds on our face.

Oh come, hold me tight with thou ritousness,
I surrender freely to embrace thy torture.
Take my pride and provoke my lost soul.
Poison my breath onto the devils scrole.

You´re already Gone

Its not the Tears in my eyes,
Nor the sorrow goodbyes,
Quite far from midnight cries,
Even the loneliest sighs.

Its you i cant deny,
Not for moments that i try,
The fear that questions why,
In sleeps of when i die.

Oh thunder crashing by and by,
Hopeless darkness in the sky,
It´s not you thats by my side,
Only a ghost that screams goodbye.