Ringaren

Howl

The House Of God

Bienenstich!

Don't Think That I Think Silly Thoughts

Vague

Jullåt

I Storstadens Industri

Crows, Stones And Snakes

Look up, see those towers over there?  
Wondering what's hiding under that concrete skin 
Look down, drill a whole in the street 
those roots kill our soil, that is why we wont grow

Wolfsbane

Look ahead see all them pretty faces
 Pleasant to look at on our television screens 
Watch out, drill a hole in that chest  that's a treasure chest right there
 that is why our souls are poor

Wolfsbane

a handshake is enough to 
trigger the bloom 
they higher they climb
the more they spread 

let an eye down that crowd
catch a word, catch a tongue 
fling your gaze o'er the world
and the poison will be spread

Wolfsbane

The Bleh