Lost

skanna0100

Ain´t seeing

the woods

for all the trees

I think

I´m gonna

stop now

doing  this

Sisyfos-work

There´s  no

use to proceed

like

nothing

had happened

The devil

believes this

gonna proceed

üntil

next year

But let

it be

that way

if it´s necessary

Let the weasels

rip my flesh

until new years day

I will

think about Barbro

and her

trust in

God that day

May I

fall and

break my bones

I know

Jesus will

heal me

like he

healed

the Roman

soldiers ear

at the

last night

he  was

a human being

 

Red wine

skanna0079

This is

the last

time in

my life

I ever did

get drunk

I feel sick!

I feel like

to  puke!

I regret

that ‘stupid

action to

even buy

this bottle

of Appassimento

Go and get

the truth

wherever it is

But don´t

tell me

no more

wicked lies

about the

¨blood of

Jesus Christ

in a bottle

of

red wine, man!

 

The idol

skanna0004

The idol

is working

all night long

Singing

his song

about love

for those

who suffer

 

The idol

is lying

alone in

his bed

thinking

about the

old times

when he

was young

and innocent

 

A new day

has broken

And he

is wondering

if this

day is

gonna be

as boring

as the

day before

 

 

 

 

My treasure

skanna0005

The perfect crime

has been comitted

A baldheaded

idiot has

done his

awful deed

 

He sits

there content

and satisfied

 

I´m sick

of hate

and despair

What can

I possibly do?

 

The treasure

that I´d worked

hard to

create

is devasted

 

The scoundrel

believes he´s gonna

get away

with it

without

punishment

 

But he is

dead wrong

that idiot!

I have

my trust

in Jesus Christ

 

And the

evil guy is

gonna rotten

in a cell

in hell