Last day of the rest of my life
I wish I would've known
Cause I didn't kiss my mama goodbye
I didn't tell her that I loved her and how much I care
Or thank my pops for all the talks
And all the wisdom he shared
Unaware, I just did what I always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I skate off to school

But who knew that this day wasn't like the rest
Instead of taking a test
I took two to the chest

Call me blind, but I didn't see it coming
Everybody was running
But I couldn't hear nothing

Except gun blasts, it happened so fast
I don't really know this kid
Even though I sit by him in class

Maybe this kid was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment
He forgot who he was
Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was
I know it's because

We are, We are, the youth of the nation

Little Suzy, she was only twelve
She was given the world
With every chance to excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
She might act kind of proud
But no respect for herself
She finds love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just different faces
Changed up her pace since her daddy left her
Too bad he never told her
She deserved much better

Johnny boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool
He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often thought of suicide
It's kind of hard when you ain't got no friends
He put his life to an end
They might remember him then
You cross the line and there's no turning back
Told the world how he felt
With the sound of a gat

Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what you say
It don't take away the pain

That I feel inside, I'm tired of all the lies
Don't nobody know why
It's the blind leading the blind

I guess that's the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody's got to know

There's got to be more to life than this
There's got to be more to everything
I thought exists

just a stupid sinner in a crazy world

Vardøger - Silent Witness

Silent Witness
Use your gift of faith
Proudly present your saviour, Lord Jesus
Be not ashamed of the cross you worship
Ask for his help and he sends you his spirit

Be prepared for your Masters big fight
Order weapons through prayers
Glorify him through worship
You gain what your heart desires
And you get your reward

A parade of true believers
Is marching through the world
We show them that we believe
That our Lord Jesus is the truth

What is it that you fear?
What is it that prevents you from seeking him?
When you've got his spirit to guide you
His angels to guide you

Open up let him in so that you can be
A radical son in the battle for truth
Growing up to become more like the King

What is it that you fear...

no place to go

I wander through the forest
Not able to find a place to rest
Everythings changing
Nowhere is peace for this torn up soul
The enemy is lurking aside the way
That i chose
without mind
unaware
of getting more and more lost in the endless vastness
of this sobering, confusing life

dark prospects for my way
its getting darker and darker
in this forest

i struggle
i fall

where is shelter for this lost man
only a shadow of what he once was
a warrior fallen in the battle of life

where will peace begin?
where will peace begin?

Vrigin Black - Museum of Iscariot

Jesus lies dying in my bed
Companions since birth...
in this stagnant dingy haunt
he never really lived.
Last night I beat him as he would not leave
My insane eyes stare at him as his welted body bleeds
Frequently I rape him as I know nothing else
He curls up like a fetus and paints his face with sadness
Now a fragment of remorse has etched
I bandage his wounds, I kiss the face of Jesus Christ but he is dead
What can I do?
You have forsaken me, called yourself messiah, expected me to follow
But now he is dead and his prophecies with him
I will bury him not as insult to your face
as I stare at his corpse one detail disturbs me
His cold stark finger points where I have not been...
From my house, a cage of rotten wood
I stumble forth to lay beneath the bush
withered bones groan,
I cultivate as the soil and I grow closer
The sun receives an empty gaze
it mourns
it knows my life is gone
No more to offer but my flesh to this soil
and a single tear marks my final prayer
a rosebud sits in the palm of your hand as I end
this flower
it blossoms