#erwasq

Mul ei olnud kunagi võimalust, Tänada sind. Tänada sind, Et õpetasid mind, Mitte usaldama, Kõiki kahtlustama, Eeldama halvimat, Ning langetama ootusi. Ma ei ole piisav, Ei olnud kunagi, Ega oleks ka kunagi saanud olema. Mul ei olnud kunagi võimalust, Sind tänada, Et rebisid välja mu südame.

Elu on, Mõttetu, Kasutu, Asjatu, Lõplik, Sisutühi. Samas on ta, Kasulikuim, Asjalikuim, Realtiivselt lõpmatu ning Kõige sisukam asi mis meil on.

Sa olid minu elu valgus, Kuid mina, Ei olnud muud kui mööduva auto esituled.

See ei ole armukiri, Sest ma ei armasta, Ära mind valguse ette tiri, Ma rohkem ei varasta. Ei varasta su aega, Ei tarasta su hinge, Oma keha vaid laena, Maandan selle pinge. Ma lasen sust lahti, Ja karpi tunded sulgen, Mul jamaks pole mahti, Äärealadel edasi kulgen. Tarkuse kohaselt lasen minna, Üksindus, eks see kõigest karasta. Aga ära sa muretse, See ei ole armukiri, Sest ma ju ei armasta.

My life has always been easy, Going through the motions, breezy, I won't preach about the struggle, Why should I even bother? There must be something wrong with me, I can't sleep, I can't even dream, you see? I keep a nightlight lit until the wee hours, Hoping to keep on rebuilding these towers, The last defence ring of my accursed mind, But the archers, shit, they're going blind, Monsters running in, breaking down the wall, But in the darkness noone hears the call, The beacons are lit, Gondor calls for help, Should I give in and die like a worthless whelp? Nah, that ain't me, I can handle, maybe Don't fret for me, there's nothing you can do, baby, Because how do you fight an ill desire, A monsterous behemoth in your own brain, It's like getting hit by a runaway freight train, Laying on the tracks hoping death finds you, Before giving in to the endless psychosis, it's true, I am holding down the barricades, barely, but yes For how long, take a motherfucking guess.

Taeva poolt autoriseeritud sõda ei mängi muud, kui Saatana Sümfooniat.

I wanna strangle you, that's a part of me, A side I hope you won't never have to see, The wolf in my darkest cave that I avoid to feed, Yet, my warnings I believe you are best to heed. An abyss grown out of hatred I recieve, To retaliate I thought myself to perceive, Anticipate all strikes and blows, Counter them with verbal judo throws, Physical if necessary, bloody, brutal, raw, Best not step up cowboy 'less you wanna draw, Draw on the count of three and prepare to die, Time for blood to flow, let the bullets fly, I'll devastate and decimate, Set up an easy bait, High noon is nigh to come, Pick up the pace, my friend, run, Lest you be late to bring your best Let us put the FUN in your funeral.

Viha ning raev Tühjalt õhku loobitud Kõrendit varjab