Her Soul Roams In My Home

Blood stains on the floor
Blood stains on the ceiling
Wash them and they’re back again
Oh what an eerie feeling
I know where they come from
It has that distinct smell
The smell that reeks of sin all over
I know it all too well
She still lives in my memories
In her time she was a beauty
If she had been not dead tonight
She would have turned thirty three
Sometimes I hear her steps
Her soft voice near my bed
The sweet song she used to sing
Vaguely lingers in my head
She never wanted to leave me
She never will leave me alone
Her body lays in my fridge
Her soul roams in my home

Don’t Worry

On my bed now there are stories that are scary
“Toughen up,” says my brother. “And don’t worry.”
In my head now there are elves who killed a fairy
“It’s alright, son,” says my mother. “And don’t worry
In my thoughts now all the demons are blurry
“I’ll watch you, son,” says my daddy. “And don’t worry”
It’s pitch dark. All the demons are in a hurry
Now there’s no one here to tell me ‘Don’t worry’

The Joker In My Head

I am not me
I’m just a reflection
Having no control over what I’m doing
It’s like I’m a puppet
Some strange hand controlling me
Writing my fate
Deciding my destiny
Makes me do things that I never wished to
Makes me dance to his tune
How did this happen?
When did I let myself go?
When did I succumb to his powers?
I’ve been in his control as long as I can remember
I’ve been a slave to his commands
How did I become so neurotic?
How did I become so paranoid?
Have I really lost myself?
Am I really out of control?
Or am I just looking for someone to blame?

Ghosts Don’t Have A Face

You are so mistaken
A lot of stuff is said
You call us imaginary
A fear in your head
Hello, I’m a ghost
I have got a face
I’ve got eyes and ears
A nose in its place
People say I’m faceless
They don’t know very well
So many have seen me
But no one’s lived to tell

Tonight I Cry No Tears

Those voices keep me up at night
I barely get any sleep
When the window brings the morning light
There’re no voices to keep
Sometimes they scare my heart to death
Sometimes they make me shiver
I lie awake with bated breath
While my eyes cry a river
There are no problems with me I’m sure
I am just about fine
Tonight I shut and secure the door
Face them with a spine
Tired of being a slave I am
They only play with my fears
Tonight I show no fear to them
Tonight I cry no tears

The Light Will Get To You

The angel of darkness comes to me
Fetches me from my dreams
We swim together away and free
Through the holy streams
She leaves me behind and disappears
With no sense of direction
The moon shines as the sky clears
The stars’ resurrection
I keep swimming to find the shore
With no help to get through
Hear the clouds cry as they pour
“The light will get to you”

Dear Lucy, What Is Wrong With You?

Dear Lucy, dear Lucy
What is wrong with you?
Doc is on his way
I hope you make it through
Have you ever noticed
You’ve been acting really strange?
You don’t eat a thing
Do you need a change?
You talk to yourself
You stare at the sky
You lock yourself up
Then I hear you cry

Dear Lucy, dear Lucy
What is wrong with you?
Has my little princess
Caught a savage flu?
Has someone hurt you?
Were you stung by a bee?
Or have you inherited
The devil in me?

Wild Wolves

Dark streets, tiny feet
Pretty darling, come home
Don’t lose your way
Just come home
Keep faith, walk straight
Let the lights guide you
Where you belong
Just come home
Don’t fall down, just calm down
The angels watch you right now
They’ll pray for you
I’ll do too
Lose your fears, don’t shed tears
I’ve taught you to be brave
Give a smile
Just come home
Wild wolves chase you
Too young to know that
Don’t lose your way
Just come home

Monster Under My Bed

There is a monster I believe

Right under my little bed

If I make the slightest noise

I may end up dead

He loves the taste of children

He’s got gigantic eyes

I have never seen him but

I know Mommy never lies

Mommy says if I grow up

The monster will leave me then

I am only seven now

And the clock seems stuck on ten

My Imaginary Friend

I warned my imaginary friend not to come out again

Daddy’s getting edgy. Mommy doesn’t sleep at night

But he doesn’t listen to me. He’s got an evil brain

He waits for his moment and then turns off all the lights

He’s got a plan for tonight when the full moon comes out

It isn’t far away. The plan will be executed anytime soon

I can already hear Mommy and Daddy shout

Oh wait, there. There’s the full moon