"Divine" (Radio Edit)
By Echo Andromeda

Jozeph Ruhmann
Susi Curtis

Mastered by Bruno Ravlic (Discrete Audio Lab)

Divine - Radio Edit

"Chalice"

Copyright 2025 - Jozeph von Ruhmann, Bad Hello


Chalice

Come on, you lie to me, like a butcher that cleaves.
Take the best part of me, and do as you please.

Imagine all the times we had, when waking up was not so bad.
Those eyes were lights for me, my beacons in dark seas.

But you took that from me, like some common thief.
Now my safe is empty, and your conscience is clean.

I remember all that I had, a heart to love and be glad.
Now I'm an empty shell, passing time till I reach hell.

But I fear, that it's here, where we are, and that we're all cursed,
To Hurt and be hurt. To Love the ones that don't love back.

How long will we remain heartless? How long will we remain heartless?

We're taking it back, my love, cause we refuse an empty chalice.
We're taking it back, my love, cause we refuse an empty chalice.

But I fear, that it's here, where we are, and that we're all cursed,
To Hurt and be hurt. To love the ones that don't love back.

You should know from the start. That I won't take part,
In this masquerade, your soul has a face.

So don’t forget that we're not done, darkness passes with the sun.
You and I we can heal, and in time we can feel.

We're taking it back, my love, cause we refuse an empty chalice.
We're taking it back, my love, cause we refuse an empty chalice.

And it's here, without fear, where we are, and that we're all blessed,
To love and be loved. To find the ones that can love back.

The Opposite of Goodbye

Chalice

"Nevermore"

Copyright 2025 - Jozeph von Ruhmann, Bad Hello

   
Nevermore

Maybe I'm crazy. I know that I'm lazy.
I stay out all night, sleep in the morning.
You broke my heart, and I lost the pieces.
Life minus love, what is the difference?

And Embers, in December, they will burn here, Forevermore.

You're right.  I am the liar.
I soiled my wings, in dirty water.
I cleaned up my soul; left it in the washer.
I'd hang it up to dry, but I'm hanging out tonight.

Then a bird, came and perched, on top of my chamber door.

Say what you want me to, and I'll tell you to, Go Away.
Lay on your back, with someone else anyway.
Take your black heart back, I don't want it.
Say that you wish you were, sorry for, Nevermore.

I cannot move, I cannot move, when the sun, is shining on me.
I have to wait, I have to wait, until the moon light sets me free.
Baby move on 'cause I'm gone and, where you’re going the night is long.
I leave you with, ALL of my hatred.

Say what you want me to and I'll tell you to, Go Away.
Lay on your back with someone else, Anyway.
Take your black heart back, I don't want it.
Say that you wish you were sorry for Nevermore.

It's too late for, it's too late for, “Sorry” - Baby, it's too late.
It's too late for, it's too late for, “Sorry” - Baby, it's too late.
We are Nevermore.

Nevermore

"Bad Thought"

Copyright 2025 - Jozeph von Ruhmann, Bad Hello

Bad Thought

I’ve got a soul, baby I know.
A perfect thing, that you don’t need.
Down in the ground, sell it to me.

Come find out what’s good and evil,
Take a bite of this apple…

She’s got a bad thought, stuck in my head.
It will consume us all, until the fire’s fed.
Don’t worry darling love, you’ll be ok.
Only bite a little, and you won’t feel any pain.

And I built wax wings in prison.
Don’t fly too close to the sun.
I flew too close, too close.
And I fell into the ocean.
And I want to touch your everything.
Your heart, your soul, your body, your name.
I want to, and I want to,
Bad Thought, Bad Thought, Bad Thought, Bad!

She’s got a bad thought, stuck in my head.
It will consume us all, until the fire’s fed.
Don’t worry darling love, you’ll be ok.
Only bite a little, and you won’t feel any pain.

Lay it on me, lay it on me, lay it on me, cuz I don’t want to breathe.
Die from a wishbone, die from a payphone, dying alone, I don’t want to know.

She’s got a bad thought, stuck in my head.
It will consume us all, until the fire’s fed.
Don’t worry darling love, you’ll be ok.
Only bite a little, and you won’t feel any pain.

Bad Thought

"Wolves"

Copyright 2025 - Jozeph von Ruhmann, Bad Hello

Wolves

I found you out on the road, little girl, why’re you alone?
I like the way you smell of sweat, the perfume of playing hard to get.

You seem like my kind of crazy,
You go all night long, you go all night.
You go all night long, you go all night.

I can’t stop myself, 
I tear you up like you are prey.
You bite, scratch and claw, 
We ripped up, slept away our days.

We hunt and we roll like wolves.
We hunt and we roll like wolves.

What big eyes that you have to see.
Why don’t you come and stand by me.
And yes, I love the way you bend,
Darling, won’t you be my friend, again.

I seem like your kind of crazy,
I go all night long, I go all night.
I go all night long, I go all night.

I can’t stop myself, 
I tear you up like you are prey.
You bite, scratch and claw, 
We ripped up, slept away our days.

We hunt and we roll like wolves.
We hunt and we roll like wolves.

We don’t owe you anything.
There are wolves and there are sheep.
We don’t owe you anything.
There are wolves and there are sheep.
We don’t owe you anything.
Some Hunt.
Some Bleed.

We go,
We go all night long, we go all night.
We go all night long, we go all night.

I can’t stop myself, 
I tear you up like you are prey.
You bite, scratch and claw, 
We ripped up, slept away our days.

We hunt and we roll like wolves.
We hunt and we roll like wolves.

Wolves

"Pronoia"

Copyright 2025 - Echo Andromeda, Jozeph von Ruhmann, Susi Curtis


Pronoia

When I was young I thought I knew everything I needed to.
But as I grew I came to find that I, I don’t know anything.
Fighting was my resolve.
I misread your flight.
And in the end we had to find our own way.

I forced a road to failure, wound up a beggar, breaking promises. 
I slept with truth for pleasure, woke the morning after, and found that he had gone. 

I thought I found meaning in your body,
But it was just an illusion.
I find myself scratching at the surface.
But it was just a reflection.

And my heart aches, as your words break.
Sticks and stones are easy.
I thought I found meaning in your body,
But it was just an illusion.

Anything living for is hard.
So I’ll be hard on myself.
Hard on myself, 
Hard on myself.

I forced a road to failure, wound up a beggar, breaking promises. 
I slept with truth for pleasure, woke the morning after, and found that she had gone.

I thought I found meaning in your body,
But it was just an illusion.
I find myself scratching at the surface.
But it was just a reflection.
And my heart aches, as your words break.
Sticks and stones are easy.
I thought I found meaning in your body,
But it was just an illusion.

Pronoia

"Lockhill-Selma"

Copyright 2025 - Jozeph von Ruhmann, Bad Hello


Lockhill-Selma

We have all been here before,
She is riding, Scarlet Whore.
Time has come around again for BABALON and ADAM.

I’m attuned to all your traps,
This will not be an easy catch.
There's always a better way to go,
And I'd better know, I'd better know.

She got me tangled,
Ropes, reins, her little saddle.
Just a beast for her to ride on.
Used and bruised and choosing what not,

Get off my back, cuz I’m off of yours.
Get off my back, cuz I am off of yours.
Get off my back, cuz I’m off of yours.
Get off my back, cuz I am off of yours.

Oh how I like all your ways,
You're obsessed with waist deep things.
There's always a better way to go,
And you'd better know, you'd better go.

She got me tangled.
Ropes, reins, her little saddle.
Just a beast for her to ride on.
Used and bruised and choosing what not.

Get off my back, cuz I’m off of yours.
Get off my back, cuz I am off of yours.
Get off my back, cuz I’m off of yours.
Get off my back, cuz I am off of yours.

Go on and pray for me, and see if I care.
Go on and leave, and see if I care.
No!
See if I care.  
See if I care. 
I don’t care! I don’t care! I don't care!

Get on my back, Scarlet Whore,
Get on my back, and ride right through the storm.
Get on my back, Scarlet Whore,
Get on my back, and ride right through the storm.

No Saddle!
No Saddle!
No Saddle!

Lockhill-Selma

"The Travesty"

Copyright 2025 - Jozeph von Ruhmann, Bad Hello

The Travesty

It's sleeping and bleeding,
It's fighting your best friend.
It's waking and working,
A dead end job and...
The travesty is we die alone.
The travesty is we die alone.
We are already alone.
We are already alone.

Then we...Then we!
Die alone!
We die alone!
We die alone!
We die alone!
There's no cash in my bank,
And no gas in my tank.
And that bitch was a skank,
And my mind's going blank.

Don't throw,
Don't throw away this life.
Throw,
Don't throw away this life.
Throw,
Don't throw away this life.
Throw,

This side of reason,
There's no sign of me and,
I'm down in a hole and it's dark and it's cold,
And it's raining on me, and it's raining on me!

We come from the bad side of town,
We come from the bad side of town,
We come from the bad side of town,
We come from the bad side...
We come from the bad side of town,
We come from the bad side of town,
We come - 
From the - 
Bad side - 
Of town!

Don't throw,
Don't throw away this life.
Throw,
Don't throw away this life.

We are already alone,
We are already alone,
We are already alone,
We are already alone!

Don't throw,
Don't throw away this life.
Throw,
Don't throw away this life.
Throw!

It's your cat and your dog,
And your house and your car,
It's your dad and your mom,
And everybody you know,
We all die alone,
We all die alone.

Don't throw,
Don't throw away this life.
Throw,
Don't throw away this life.
Throw!

We are already alone,
We are already alone,
We are already alone!