Drunk Monk

(Thirteen album, 2020)

Opening the gates of dreams' divinity

Drinking knowledge of hidden realities

The scary man with a pen in his hand

The adventurer on his venture

I am one from many stranger lands

Writting mind's journeys through the night

The shadow watches from candle light

Hovered over with hair over the face

Like a psycho with a knife

cutting away at the flesh ...

There is lots of blood all over the place.

Now in the languidly

fading lil' fire's light

In its wax that is bleeding black

I read in a grin the work I have written

I extinguish my dying cigarette

Then I stand up for my demon's applaud

For waking the wisom that

we are our own god

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Five Minutes of Fame

(Devotion album, 2007)