I'm sorry my mother
I'm sorry I can't continue
But my pain is way to great
And nothing will change my mind
I'm sorry my mother

I'm sorry my father
I'm sorry I'm not that strong
But I feel way to weak
And can't carry on
I'm sorry my father

I'm sorry my sister
I'm sorry we can't sing anymore
But my throat is too soar
And I cannot use my voice
I'm sorry my sister

I'm sorry my brother
I'm sorry I can't carry you
But my legs can't bear any more weight
And I am about to collapse
I'm sorry my brother

I'm sorry my uncle
I'm sorry no more jokes
But laughter is impossible for me
And I'm as silent as the grave
I'm sorry my uncle

I'm sorry my aunt
I'm sorry I can't hear more stories
But I can't take in more words
And my ears are bleeding
I'm sorry my aunt

I'm sorry my cousin
I'm sorry we can't share more memories
But the spark in me is gone
And I am simply a burden to you
I'm sorry my cousin

My heart is in need of tears
Tears to be cried into a river
A river next to a road
A road built on your lies
Lies you used to open old scars
Scars that brings a familiar cold
Cold that dries my heart

There is a Spoon in my room
Did I forget to bring it back to the kitchen?
Did I eat ice cream?
Maybe I drank tea?
Or did I eat soup?
All I know is that there is a Spoon in my room

In my room there is a Spoon
Maybe my friend left it there
Is the spoon the coming apocalypse?
It might be a sign that have marked me for death
Or perhaps the symbol of an ancient *** cult
All I know is that there is a Spoon in my room

In my room a Spoon there is
A spoon was placed in my room by the CIA
The Illuminati uses it to look at my Legos
And aliens use it as a starting point for the invasion of earth
Or maybe Jesus will use it to crucify me
Well all I know is that there is a Spoon in my room

Pennens krigere
Vi som faller ved sverdet
Men som aldri dør
Våre ansikter blir glemt
Men ei de ord vi skriver
Vi er udødelige
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi som kan tape vår frihet
Men som aldri blir dratt bort
Våre ord lyster til opprør
Men vi tyr ei til vold
Vi er uovervinnelige
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi som flyr som fugler
Men som er fanget i bur
Våre drømmer er om himmelen
Men de blir lært i lenker
Vi er fanger i vår egen kropp
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi er små og store
Men det er ikke stort
Våre ord kan skrives for en
Men gjentas på tusen lepper
Vi er uforutsigbare
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi er brødre og søstre
Men ei av samme blod
Våre forskjeller er store
Men vi står alle sammen
Vi er forente
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi som søker svar
Men som våger å leve
Våre ord kan vekke lyset
Men bare i vises hånd
Vi er tankens venn
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi er helgener for de vise
Men slanger for de tankeløse
Våre ord kan gi sannhet
Men bare for de som ser
Vi er de som åpner øyne
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi er forsvarere av våre verdier
Men det er ikke alltid bra
Våre ord kan spre hat
Men bare om kjærlighet blir glemt
Vi er gode og onde
Vi er alle pennens krigere

A man walked into the forest with darkness on his mind
With him he had a brand new rope
By the full moon I'll be born and by the full moon I'll die he said
And with tears in his eyes he prepared his rope
But the huntress was watching this night, just as any other
She made the moon shine brighter than ever
And with the light blinding him
He did not notice how bad his knot was
So he fell, still alive
His rope falling upon him
Swearing to return
Thus the man lived till next moon

A man walked into the forest with a broken heart
With him he had a rope
By the full moon I'll be born and by the full moon I'll die he said
And with a hole in his soul he prepared his rope
But the huntress was watching this night, just as any other
She made the forest sacrifice a branch for him to live
And with the moon hiding the weakness in the branch
He did not notice anything
So he fell, still alive
The branch hitting him hard
Swearing to return
Thus the man lived till next moon

A man walked into the forest as a last resort
With him he had a weak rope
By the full moon I'll be born and by the full moon I'll die he said
And with a sigh he prepared his rope
But the huntress was watching this night, just as any other
She prepared an arrow to save him at last
And with the moon guiding her shot
He did not see the strain in his rope
So he fell, wioth an arrow in his chest
The rope snapped and he got impaled
Not able to return
Thus the huntress freed him that moon

The sea sings
Can you hear it?
Your blood calls
Can you feel it?
A perfect storm awaits
Can you see it?
Our past returns
Can you belive it?

How I long for you in the forbidden nights
I wish to feel your soft lips upon my skin
Let the moon shine on our bodies as we embrace
Our passion will speak tonight

How long must I wait until we are one
I have the need to feel the warmth you bring
Let us dance the dance of love
Our bodies scream in ecstasy


How our love shall grow in the moonlight
I must have you this day like it's our last
Let me into your heart so I can make it my home
Our life will forever be entwined

I dreamed one night
A dystopia I saw
No rules of engagement
All discussion denied
What happened here?
Did it come from the left?
From the right?
This cannot happen
To stop this is my call

I woke up in terror
A dystopia on its way
No way around it
All reason abandoned
What can I do?
Did this hell come from nothing?
From our mortal human soul?
This is where I draw the line
To fight it here and now

I looked out my window
A spark of hope is here
No weakness in our hearth
All for one and one for all
What brought us together?
Did the gods send us aid?
From their realms far away?
This is the beginning of the end
To stop a dystopia

I do not recal this field
Color filled and living
Now frozen and dead
An ocean of sorrow
That once were green
No one by my side
In missery I search
Drowning and doomed
The cold comes once more
All alone
I guess at heart
We are all M.I.A

Once I wanted to know you
Then I wished for you to like me
After that I hoped that you felt the same as I
Later I dreamed that you would love me
So I prayed for you to answer

Once I wanted you to not hate me
Then I wished for you to hate me.
After that I hoped I were enabled to hate you
Later I dreamed of giving up
So I prayed for you to stop

Once I wanted you to understand
Then I wished for you to care
After that I hoped that you'd eventually know
Later I dreamed of walking away
So I prayed for no one to feel that pain

Now I no longer care
I finally wish for you to be gone
In the end I hope for us both to change
Lastly I dream of my scars to fade away
Because I no longer pray

The elements
All encompassing
Soul of the world
Humanity's way


Air
Taking flight through the skies
The wings of freedom
Roaring and howling
Leading us forth

Earth
Safe and stabile
Humble and strong
Unyielding and unending
Our home on this world

Fire
Burning and fierce
Destructive and renewing
Passionate and uncontrollable
Civilisation and family's hearth

Water
Mysterious and cold
Untamed and dark
Life giver and life taker
The explorers and the scholars way

Should I care about pride?
It crumbles in the end
Is my duty to stand?
Not while my legs can't hold me up
I just can't let anyone know it worries me

Will my ancestors accept me at their table?
Even if I leave their legacy in ash
Am I worthy to cary on form where they stood?
Not as long as I can't carry myself
I just can't let anyone know it worries me

Should I scratch out my eyes?
It means I won't cry any more
Is it possible to stop my tears?
Not as long as I am so weak
I just can't let anyone know it with worries me

Will it matter if I become dark and deranged?
Even if it makes me morally bad?
Am I possibly capable of doing anything good?
Not while I am myself
I just can't let anyone know that this is me

Shadows are darkness
Darkness makes my heart
My heart is broken
Broken like the nations of old
The nations of old are dying
Dying will all men
All men are monsters
Monsters that lurk in the Shadows
Shadows that are darkness

I am colourblind
Still green is green
Red is red
And blue stays blue
Those are constants
So why are the Roses black?

I am quite the heathen
Yet good is good
Justice is justice
And treasure is treasure
So why am I still willingly blind?

I fancy myself a poet
That beautiful is beautiful
Hope is hope
And that love is love
So why do I write in invisible ink?

You might recall the glorydays
Converting heathens by the sword
Burning apostates
Enriching Abrahams horde

Forging empires by the dusin
Make the world your *****
They shall decay
Like the white christs corpse

Gone is all you took
The world shall be free at last
In the halls of the fallen
Can you hear a new song play?

A song of heroes comes from the hall
Vallhalla is open once more
A feast awaits the heroes
The old Gods are ready for war

Prepare your pyres
Though the martyrs won't cry in pain
Avenge the burnt blood of witches
They never died in vain

Swordmaidens and shieldbrothers
Lets draw the battle lines again
Or legend shall shape the future
As we reclaim the world

So stand before me host of angels
For now the valkyries decend
The druids emerge from the forest
Are you prepared for the end?

If you were timeless
Then you would know them well
The light and the road
But only in darkest night
And where no man can walk
They are fear and hope
Mystery and love with every mention of their name
Countless they have returned home
And even more they have lead far far away
They are such wonderful companions
Though one is always silent
The other can roar with great fury

We stood against each other
Rivals in mind
Friends in spirit
Alike
Yet more diffrent than any others
Soul and knowledge
Heart and thought
One pulse
One idea
One breath

Let me spend my nights in passion
Let me love my days with a smile
Let me sail the open ocean
And live under the clear sky
But only as I live a lie

Let me not reach a bottle
Let me not let that mask slip
Let me keep up this facade
And pretend the sky is blue
But the cracks are about to show

Let me live this night in tears
Let me hide my days in dark
Let me drown in the stormy ocean
And only se clouds in the sky
But at least I am true

The ethernal city have crumbled and risen
Kronos have played his game and beaten all great powers
Their world lost
but their words alive
Timeless

Its the nature of time that the sun must rise and fall
A fact of life that you one day must fall
That day turn to night
Still we stand strong
Timeless

Let wisdom flow like a river
may knowlege never run dry
Do your best to shape the furture
What is left when you die
Timeless

I am sitting on the edge of the Abyss
Haunted by your smile
Let the ravens circle my body
For my heart somehow still wants you

Raise that glass of poison
I will empty it tonight
Let me forget our lust
And my skull will prove my fate

Farewell my dear Sophie
My muse in night and day
May these words be the last about you
For the rest I can only write in tears

I kiss another woman
Her soul a husk next to you
But her beauty more intoxicating
And her desires takes me away

Let me abandon my Gods of order
I will ignore the Law of truth
My reality a game of my mind
And not where science is alive

Call for me all you want
But I am lost inside this void
A hole of reason and joy
To take all my pain away

I step into the frozen water
Saying goodbye to the present day
My life will be only a number
Our love could never stay

Come now mother of horses
Let the mountain take me away
I will eat at the Trollking's table
And let me forget your magical glow

The phoenix rises from the ashes
But you will never hear its song
It used to be a nightingale
Until you killed it with a rock
See the fire in the sky
You wont hear a song when you die

The thinkier empties his glass of poison
You will never know his ways
He used to guide you straight
But you were blind to his word
Recall his name
Mabye his words will save your young

Our mothers light fades
Your love for her was none anyway
She used to give you care and nurture
But your hate broke her heart
Ask for forgiveness
For hope may not yet be lost

The wolves sing their celestial song
A song we will never get to hear
We ignored their howls of wisdom
Killed their pups of love
Looking at the moon we remeber
It may already be to late

Muscle and drift
and we traveld to another place
Skin and logs
and we saw new shores
Wood and sail
and we became explorers
Steam and and guns
and we turned conqurers
Motors and Steel
And we kept the world going

I have too many tears
Due to your unspoken words
Tears I dont know if you deserve
Why?