Sex, Beer & Grindcore
I've made a good living by dying;Endless wait, grey solace ruling my mindConstrained by time and drained by the cold,Still I found myself shivering under the rising sunYou are the star, you are the moonYou are the soil where shadows bloomCasting a light which brings me peaceWhere the caverns of death will freezeThe flower never grewBut I love you just the sameEven though like a bird you flewI will love you just the sameI am the blood; A fire in your soul...And I will grow in landscapes so coldOh, how I feel you in every single detail,As you lurk inside my troubled dreamsThere is no hope as long we walk this Earth,But you should know my universe screams,It screams for youI cry for you!The flower never grewBut I love you just the sameEven though like a bird you flewI will love you just the same