…the housedoors. Playing like a new Napoleon. Its hard to get a rid of narsism, it gets so far into the skin and soul, that you can ease it in nights, at bars to get some feeling of hedomism. I call it human kind of fundalism. The soul without a heart.…

…colder of full path, but does it change anything, of you, is it easier alone to move. Then comes the emptyness, if you like it, everything is fine, otherwise its all the same beat, like if, your head is like a broken glass, it doesnt matter, what kind of music, is the walch.…

…makes me forget it all. Do you think that kind of start is healthy? How far you want to push, do you want me something to say? I still want o see you naked, nobody of the sweet packings make me to scheer up, everybody who…

…of it the living. You all have your own criminal profils, its raw, eben your dad has a good work, in health care, you like that life, you look sad and tired, you have violent surroundings, you like that kind of life, you spread the sickness all over, you work in medicine, its your life.…

…You all have the same kind of education, you have no hurry of anywhere, you have kind men, they really have better love and things, they buy them flowers and jewelleries, take them to the airports, pick them up from…

…cage I have a need nested inside me A growing anger that you can't see My greatest fantasy, my wet day-dream It turns me on when I make you scream I have a criminal mind (Criminal mind) I'm one of a kind (One of a kind…

…, you do nothng, exept the work. You all have your freedom to talk, nowadays its easy, you just need to jump to bus, and have a nre walk, just wolfs like to jump in your home, you get irritated of their talks. You…

…so lifelike Vampire Christ We're so alive We're so lifelike Vampire Christ In the grace Of our love We writhe in pain And death is not far away And soon we'll sleep And never wake up again There was a time when I…

…of kind and so mind numbing It's kind of like losing touch And I can't find me inside I hide in an empty smile And I have left me behind In words that aren't mine The scene, the scene - the screen's endless In style in…