Dear Alice..

Things are bad again...

You disappeared...like everything else.

Now, how else can i talk to..

I´m lost.

When you left....you took everything with you.

It´s like a huge hole punched through my chest..

The pain is my only reminder...

It was real.

Det fanns en kärlek
men den har brunnit ut
Du fick för stor del av mitt liv....jag kunde inte andas tillslut.
Du säger att du minns och att det kändes som i går..
Men det var för längesen för att ens komma i håg..

Jag gav upp för längesen..

Du är kvar med samma folk, med samma man
Lever i samma damm och du går i samma kläder
Blir glad av samma rus som en lögn i vackert väder
I ett övergivet hus

I can´t destroy what isen´t there..

My smile was taken long ago..

It took the death of hop to let you go..

In the end you see clearly..

Cause it´s almost like

your heaven´s trying everything

to break me down..

Fire and ice...

Some say the world will end in fire

some say in ice.

From what i´ve tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire

But if i had to perish twice

I think i know enought of hate

To know that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

These violent ends..

These violent delight

have violent ends,

and in their triumph die,

like fire and powder

which, as they kiss, consume.

New days..

A new night..

A new morning..

A new life..

It´s all begining now..