What is (18/4-06)
Dream
Well ower me
Deep in my nest
Where opinions differ about each other rule
As lashing waves of dry fire
Sleep
Burst as whittled rope
Where souls screams of yearning
When wolves hunger break ice
At hunt for escape
Chaos
Crawl after the fog
Find of the widows tear
As the world steeled the end
Broken battle
Silenct
Will forever rule
As marionetts threads
Coins will fall
In broken glass
The Thruth (16/5-06)
Powerful wisdom of Odin
call for revenge
of memories from past
churches will fall
and traitors with them.
The murder will end
and friends become free
Oppression and taboo
they will bind us, no more.
If an enemy, you are
you will fall as them
forever guidless in life after this
where pain and hatred
feather you at the shores
and from your ashes we will grow.
The truth will call
and once again
Odins call will release our heritage
Lies and shadow
will bind our people, no more
Because I saw (16/1-08)
I saw it in my daydreams
While I with open eyes traveled to the past
An altar in chaos and storms world wide
Believers shall shiver and fall to ground
Because His day shall come
Nightmares will have no meaning
The sorrow will be less
Not by your gods bless
See, world belong to Us
Darkness is light by his shadow
Serpent his lady in love
And I the messenger below
Enjoy the sun of tomorrow
Sone it will be gone
Because I saw it coming
And none will be spared
Light is fading already
And sone darkness will be here
Surrounded by its ghosts
Revile your inner Essen
Breathe with the burning keeper
Daylight is fading
And more shall come
War is coming
And victory belongs to Us
His bevinged ghosts
And His era is rising
Because I saw it coming
A flame from deep below
Knowledge of inner wisdom
And this world of Ours
Shall be His home
Those by His side is no more nor less
Like one and the same we’re burning
And war is feed by His hand
Blood shed by Ours
And more is to come
Because I saw it coming
In my daydream so clear
From ashes His era will grow
And I will be by His side
The darkness will come.
Bird of sorrow (9/3-02)
Bird of sorrow, come to me
Sing your song of lust and fate
Teach me your tones
Tonight my tears have won
And tomorrow will for sure
dry them up again
Was there only one for you
and one for me
Maybe then we would have
known joy
but no
To night we will mourn again
as we are alone
as we are one and the same
Friends stuck together in the rain
Freedom finally will bring peace
but happiness is covered by the mist
and light has fade with its arrival
Bird of sorrow, come to me
sing for me the song of longing for love
as its all of our destiny
to find the only one
to share life with
But who want
to share my hollow life
as there are no feelings to give
and no joy to bee seen
Bird of sorrow, come to me
still we are
and you will sing for me
Teach me your tones
so that I can sing the rest
when your gone
and I am
the only one to trust
I will sing
the song I have learned
Easy breaths of sorrow
And death that hide behind
Lines of fallen love
and unhappy destinies
profiled by who
Waiting love (2006)
The wall groan with strain
piece by piece the defence collapse
a cry pine for freedom
struggle to get out
somewhere in a faraway country
your beautiful eyes light sky
what dreams and why
let us rest from lonely fate
noble servants at the prince throne
no more our victory will be unknown
mist blind peoples senses
fascinate as optical illusions
save me from sad days
and spring once again bring light
the feelings aching power
throbs in my trembling body
approaching memories
in tears at my friends pail cheek
sold to painful forgiveness
less than a daydream
love give and take at descretion
let words flow freely
in a hidden chamber
chains of nightmarea are broken
water, cold as ice
rain up on a fading horizon
and buds are breaking loudly
birds sing as a choir
behind your clear voice
make it even more divine
for your words I hunger
as if my very existence
depends on them
eternal feels the moment
in the shadow of your silence
Greatest pain (16/5-06)
The thunder silence
will reach up to the stars
As the light that glows
like fire in your deep eyes
The memories that were forgotten
shall awake again by your vision
The figure of you
as the synonym to divine
Deepest violin could not
compete to your tones
Sound that toutch
like a tremore of true happiness
The roses all thorns
are harmless feathers
They can´t be compared
to your sorrow
It is my greatest pain
to see your smile fade away
And it all breaks my heart
to know its all becouse of me
Lera (2007-03-25 )
I dina händer är jag lera
formas likt den bild du ser innombords
Jag vill vara den du ser
och vid din smekning förändras jag
Inte är det så
jag är inget jag inte är
allt är jag och lite till
flexibel, mjuk och förstående
Den kyla du känner
bara nattens tårar som frusit fast
men det var innan du fanns
innan du formade mitt liv
För i dina händer
formas jag likt lera
one night stand (26/2-07)
Jag går och väntar
på de tider jag borde haft
Tänker på allt roligt
som borde ha lockat till skratt
Innombords finns kampen kvar
den som fört mig vidare dag för dag
Till denna stund
då allt åter ryckts från mig
Allt jag kan är att vänta
detta samhälle går för sakta
Andas och gå vidare
som om allt bara var ett one night stand
Problemet var att jag förälskade mig
fastnade för de goda tiderna
Glömde bort dess villkor
tog allt för givet
Change (23/2-07)
Nails painted in gold
Dipped the human pound
Embracing pail skin with tender tutch
The farewell who newer reached trough
Daylight fades with the new reborn
Blood of past and now once for all
Thirst like summers killing breath
Your throat filled with life
Trembling after lessons to learn and live
Once your mine and all the same
I min väntan förgås du (23/2-07)
Drömmar öppnar sina silkesmjuka famnar
sluter tiden i glömska för morgndagen
Ögonlock mjukt vilande mot kind
fyller min själ med rikedommens sötma
Mina tankar sjuder av ömmhet och beklagan
för i min väntan förgås du
Fuktiga läppar som viskar av ro
bröstet flyter av andetagens ljuva ton
Bland månljus målas din bild i silver
men ditt lockiga fall i guld
Jag insuper din doft och stillsamhet
för i min väntan förgås du
Då morgon väcker din kropp med solens honung
vilar blott min arom på din skuldra
I fåglarnas soldyrkande sonet
framförs blott mina minnen som sorg
