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20.10.2021

Parade of Punk Rock T-Shirts



I think we can fly and swallow fire
Blow smoke and hold our breath for as long as it takes
Every hello is goodbye
As we exchange strangers and lies
For estranged lovers and time all love ones get held up
So I can stop running and the air can hum
The busy sister's stunning, won't she be stunned
By the infinite parade of punk rock t-shirts on
 
When you can't break through
With the one that you want
When you can't break through
With the one that you want
 
If we survive, are we free of the dumb luck
That surrounds us and we get stuck between the places we messed up
So I can stop running and the air can hum
And the busy sister's stunning, won't she be stunned
By the infinite parade of punk rock t-shirts on
 
When you can't break through
With the one that you want
When you can't break through
With the one that you want
When you can't break through
No, you can't, no, you can, no, you can not know, you can't, you can not
 
Should I feel flattered that you hate everything, but me
 
When you can't break through
With the one that you want
And you can't break through
With the one that you want
When you can't break through
With the one that you want
No, you can't break through
With the one that you want
(No you can't, no, you can not know)
When you can't break through
With the one that you want
(No you can't, no, you can not know)
When you can't break through
With the one that you want
(No you can't, no, you can not know)
When you can't break through
With the one that you want
(No you can't, no, you can not know)
No, you can't break through
 

18.08.2018

Surtur Barbaar Maritime

At night, the storms gripped our fleet
Arctic monuments burst asunder
Never surrender the choir of Gods
With beasts on our side we enter land
 
Do not ever dare to roam the sacred grove unchained
Now, as your path is lost,
Crawl...
 
Hordes o hordes...destroy the temples of the North
We shall set sails ahead!
 
We are now presentees on the ship of the fertile Vanr
Offered a fest of slaughtered goats
Bare the precious marrow, bawl with strength
Midgard is ours, ad arma!
 
Surrender your limbs to the wrath of Midgard's defenders
Now, as your motion flags,
Crawl...
 
Hordes o hordes...as bones of the beasts of burden crack
We shall set sails ahead!
 
Barren shores loom, wretches bark at a devoured moon
Now, as the wolf's unleashed,
Crawl!