1. Home Is Where The Sty Is

A pig sweat-dripping
Scratching his balls a male
Since day one the lowest self-esteem, bound to fail
Not a single word
Small talk is done with a fist
Suicidal
Heirloom shotguns and opened wrists

Talks like a stroke in slow motion
Yet feeling fine, not a day over dead
Drop-dead-ugly, fucked up abortion
Shits while eats, same inside the head

This is what northen men are made of
This is how northern men are made

Hey honey, don't care what your name is
There is just one thing I crave
Take off that dress
I'm your man
Hey honey, flowers belong on graves
Drag you down in shades of shame
Nevertheless I'm your man

A true self-loather
Head stuck tight in the noose
When given bottle sings his rueful blues through the booze
And them women
Anything goes of course
A masturbator Yet a longtime fan of intercourse

Agora-xeno-homophobic
An ignorant redneck to the bone
Home is where the vacant sty is
With balls erected the seeds are sown

2. Down The Ashes Rain

Wade as a dead-weight, bound by an invisible chain
Deep in the gas cloud, kicking distance from pain
Hold on, don't mind about the highs, for the lows will abound
Go on, savor those moments stake claim to that ground

You have seen them come and go

Down the ashes rain
It's time to reap now what's been sowed
Time and time again
Staring through the unblinking cold
Fade into the unknown

These streets run through you, streets full of undead
Out of excuses, a requiem in your head
Hold on, don't mind about the signs of a losing the game
Go on, savor your anquish stay true to the blame

3. The Flavor Of The Month

I walk wearing a crown, self-proclaimed Royalty
At least compared to you
I'm as good as it gets and will be remembered
I know, I was told so

I talk wearing a frown
With arrogance and loathing I adress the punters
I'm the best there is, so beautiful and bold
I've got the touch of gold

No matter how fucked I am
The flavor of the month, come and take a bite
Another useless one, another spoon-fed mind
Thus the rumors linger, envy tongues surround
Thus the pointing finger, being holier than thou

I'm the bastard incarnate, an odious deadpan prick
Don't care what you think
I'm the VIP, the morons united
Access all areas

4. The Absentee

So much time wasted in things that ho no worth
The hours disappear
Am I running to or from the point of rebirth
Don't know to hope or to fear

And through the longest night I writhe..

Take this burden from me
Let me step outside and feel
Bury this burden for me
Be no more the absenthee

I had en bottled up in the distance of my mind
A seemingly clean slate
All those nameless graves I tried to left behind
No chance to detour fate

5. Maybe Life Is Not For Everyone

As the old clich? goes, that worn out saying
"That which doesn't kill you..."
Most surely cripple, main
What goes through the mind of such lively numb?
You better hold on tight son; the worst is yet to come

Pray for Jesus to love you thou your soul he sold
Call suicide hot line and get the "please hold..."
But don't discriminate, hate all equally, alone
Smile is only skin deep but loathing goes right to the bone

It's an eye for an eye

Maybe life is not for everyone...
As they watch you crumble, come undone
They won't mourn, they won't my son
Just lower you down and forget

If it was the through that counts you'd be down to your last straw
Dream to pass the time until the reaper's at the door

6. Death By The Blues

Don't wanna be part of your bullshit-world
I'd rather take a bullet
Shots and implants to ashes burn
Long live the mullet

Go climg back up to the tree

Death by the blues
In words and deeds
It's what I choose
Until the reaper I will meet

Again each other you praise and blame
Which ape will prevail?
On that scale with fake and fame
Everything is for sale

The ticket's only one-way

Like horny moths to the flame you are drawn
It burns with acrid smoke
Rapt in vanity, lowlife-spawn
Another soul is sold

Laughing out loud

7. The Halfway Bar

My momma told me at the tender age of five
Son, you're going to be the saddest man alive
And I've been raging, bleeding, with hatred running through my veins
With fingers crossed been breeding pain along the way

And now here I roam on my way there on this rocky road
Still three feet to go down this cold and barren hole
How have I made it this far?

The road goes on and though it all went wrong
At the halfway bar I raise my glass and flush the past away
And though I sing along with the same old song
For as long as there's a pulse, a beating, I'll make it through the day

My momma told me at the fragile age of five
Son, in your soul lies a cancer that'll eat you alive
And there at the end of a rainbow was a shining bucket of dirt
I tried but was unable to shove it down to taste its worth

And now here I am on my way on this rocky road
Now I understand I can't give in and I can't let go
Glad I've made it this far

8. Them Walls

House that he build is crumbling down like him, silently
Brick by brick he's patching the walls but failing repeatedly
Room after room
Silent as a tomb

Gather one, gather all
Come see a struggling man fall
Feel free to throw stones at him
Don't waste your sympathy
Feel free to gob scorn at him
Denounce him the enemy

Rusty nail by nail coming down are the tired floors
Echoes the beat of the hoof at the bolted door
A homesick home
Sick to the bone

9. Blackholehead

I'm in need of therapy
Fucked up inside
I cannot hold it in, no more

I am breathing misery
Bursting out pure rage
I am throwing up it all

What if I'd let you in, threw to the wolves and showed you the darkest corner here
What if I'd gave a fuck and spoke the truth– Would it be too much for you to hear?

I dare you to tear me apart

Come, explode inside my head and break these walls of pain
Reign the mayhem inside
Be the last rites to the dead, the-rapist of my brain
Mind-fuck me alive

My brain hurts

The pills I've swallowed
To try and numb the pain
Feeling a whole lotta nothing

Completely hollow
Yet full of shit
To be freed I'd give anything

The smell of feces splattered everywhere, hate-diarrhea severe
Thoughts hacked to pieces without a care, with an axe I wave in here

10. Pull The Trigger

Your suffering ends, no matter what you do
There's no escape, soon it will be through
Payback will come, consequence is sealed
It won't expire it won't yield

Now don't you try and repent
Don't you dare to deceive
Cause not a single world you will believe
Just go ahead

Everyone waits for you to pull the trigger
Everyone's cheering for you
The shit you drown yourself in is getting thicker
So don't let them down
They're all counting on you

You licked them clean, the bones they threw
Laughed through the tears while playing the fool
Hey, my friend you're gone, in too deep
Your sad existence is now theirs to keep

Keep bullshitting them, yourself you can't anymore
You know how it ends you know the score
So, go ahead

11. Elämän Kevät

Somehow it found a way, the will to see the next day
Through a crack it crawled its way in, said won't ever leave
Heavy these boots of lead, yet so familiar and fitting well
And now don't know to regret or to crave
Nothing's ahead, left behind

I feel it coming
I refuse to let it in– to stay
It's melting the ice away
I feel it coming
I refuse to take its weight– tolerate
To hell with it all, I want to be left alone

Straight through the dear despair-infecting dreams and joy
But there's no reason to smile, it all will sail down the drain
Like a bullet through the brain, a plague that eats alive
And now can't tell piss from wine, so sick of this all

Some by arriving, some by leaving have carved in their marks here beneath
I will be thriving on this endless grieving, forever dwell in my defeat

Beneath the ice it stays the same