One's for shit
One's for shame
Now the hurt
Fans the flame
Yohoho
Here's the fun
You get to go
I get to come
Six bold strokes
And no new jokes
The lost & founds
Your only hope
Here's the lard
In leather glove
Answered dreams
Straight from above
Pull me in
Drag me down
You can be the kapt'n
As we're tumbling
Always down
Go slow
On the torture-show
Fear not what you can't see
The pulse
The pain
The ecstasy
A hollow space
An empty grave
The best laid plans are meant to fade