…blasting whiplash Eyes are filled with lust to kill Beware, he's crying out your name Now the time has come when the Iron tears the heart And the trumpets will ring loudly as the stars are painted with blood Blazing fire under the moon burning taste of lead We'll ride forever 'Coz the Iron is stronger than death…

…thoughts My Life always seems to be Full of chaos Why can't I be me? Night will come Loneliness makes me weak I still lay in my bed Weeping and crying again How things have gone so bad again? I don't understand My end is…

…reallly get boost of violance, in other peoples lives, you really do nothing, it doesnt consern you, you like violance. You come and go like friends, we have never seen you, in kindergarden maybe, early days. I never really liked you even those day, you didnt appear to anywhere, we never saw your face.…

…anyway. It feels like a fake life after you, to create a good atmosphere, demands more than you think, or you are a full. I have just come from paris, there is not northers light, but the eiffel tower, and no way back anyway…