1. Candles And Kerosene

With frantic attempts, in cold sweat,
he is striking the surface, waiting for that sweet relief.
The urge turns into compulsion.
Kerosene will ignite as soon as the candle is burnt down.
The burning debris turns everything into bliss.
Watching with pride his creation grows stronger.
Show no mercy.
Follow the plan.
Kill the rival.
Use the weak.
Encouraged by alcohol, armed with hate to feed his greed.
A distorted smile appears as the flames turns into wealth.
For a short moment he is now complete.

2. The Will To Burn

He is standing on the side watching while they are trying to overcome his beast.
But his work will as always prevail those brave men.
A sick urge for fire, a sexual escape.
His greatest fantasy is a burning landscape.
In the ashes disgrace remain, only calmed by a new flame.
His destructive thoughts become a burning engine.
Demons tearing in his mind, he wants to burn this whole world down.
His beast takes on an unforeseen turn into a brutal inferno which captures him and takes him home.

3. Chases, Caught And Charged

Sirens and dogs barking fill the evening air.
The neighbors are curious because the weapons are drawn.
"I'll never let them in, they will have to break the door in".
Chased, caught and charged.
But he still lives in denial.
Bloodstain on his favorite jacket.
Bloodstained, claiming he had no choice.
Now the wires are so tight cutting through his skin.
But he is still not giving in.
Flirted with glamour through the backdoor,
played his card wrong and got smashed to the floor.

4. Pigeonsmasher

Woken by the swung hammer.
Fool, do you really think we'll meet again?
It appears so.
There has been a new deal and we're finished being the cattle of this game.
In the end you still claim you did us a favor.
I will not let you have that pleasure.

5. Children Of Boredom

So naive, they thrust their youth to serve as illumination when daylight dies.
They challenge the devil like there is no next time.
By midnight they toast to beaten heroes, bastards with leading parts in their stories.
Drawing dead, well aware of their destined end.
By dawn they find solace in knowing that no one can devour their memories.

6. Self-Destructive Pessimist

The dissolving pattern nauseates him.
Panic spreads within, forcing him to do sin.
Trapped and suffocated within his skin, instability appears and disturbs every thought.
The manic behavior keeps him taught.
Can't tell what's real or illusion.
Incapable to take action.
Must check once more, must check the door, must check once more, must check to be sure.
"I didn't sleep at all last night. I had no lunch. I drank too much coffee today.
My nerves are fucking killing me!"

7. Seed Of Arson

Want to sleep to stories from his stepfather.
This lullaby of drunken laughter created the son of sulphur.
One day he stole and lighter and made up his first fire.
But unlike the stories he got no publicity, no glory.
His longing increased and he spent all money on gasoline and matches.
Over the years we saw him transfer from small pyromaniac to one of the greatest in arson.
He was the infected wound of this little town, the disease they resent.
He wanted to be the master.
He continued with the ambition to fulfill his mission.

8. Picked Clean

Inch by inch sandpapered to be soft like the sweetest skin.
But never again will it be as beautiful as it used to.
These walls won't rescue from burden no more.
I set fire to everything and let the anxiety be swallowed by the sound of the flames.
Fell battered and broken winged.
A carcass is what remains and soon it too will be picked clean.
Defeat.

9. The Lycanthrope

The reflection from his eyes pierces through me.
I recognize him but I don't know from where.
His toothless mouth form words that eats through me like greedy worms.
"I can hear you and I can see you as well" he spits at me.
I try to hide but he knows I'm aware.
His hyena like laughter wakes me every night, but when I look at him he is mad.
Is he man or wolf?
His voice thunder in the walls and erases everything along the street.
Am I the only one awake?
Am I the only one that hears him?
His lungs release black fog that fades the city lights.
I know the stories by now.
I know that this constant monolog will never end.

10. Scab Coated Attraction

They invited me to their home.
The walls were coated with red velvet cloth.
The floor had a pattern which I can't describe, but it was such to get lost in.
Every room looked the same but inside one there was this unique character.
Jacky!
Suddenly I saw everything clearly.
The whole building was almost collapsing.
In this grey trivial town there wasn't much to do.
But I never went there again.
Despite the boredom and the restless days.
She was the scab coated main attraction I never wanted to meet again.

11. Lights Out, Left For Dead

The curtain has dropped.
There will be no next move.
The engine stopped.
This is the end but there is so much more to prove.
Who fed the swine, they won't have more?
Lights out, run out.
Thrown to vultures all accompanied by a booing gathering.
No more lines, no more applause.
The last page is revealing the loss.
100 years later, will the achievement be appreciated?
Will those that are lynched by the enraged mob be remembered as heroes tomorrow?

12. End In Water

Another glass is emptied.
The atmosphere is violent though there are only two men round the table.
A sudden cut with the axe.
One man dead.
The whole place soaked in gasoline.
A lit match and the whole house is on fire.
Leaving, no look back.
Why won't you let me?
This is love.
Why won't you let me?
I will end you.
Mistakes made, too late for forgiveness.
I will ease your pain, save you from shame.
I have walked this path my whole life.
Now it's like every foe I ever had has gathered to destroy me.
This road has an end, which I can see clearly now.
I feel the breeze coming.
All my sins will drown with me.
In this lake I will end it all.