Preferred Poison (5:55)
Music by Double Devil, words by Per Aastrup

Choose me, when bliss’ forsakened you
Use me, I’ll know just what to do
Last rites, of your damn misery
That’s right - your preferred poison am I!

Letting you in on my needs,
will just make matters worse
Ending up there on my knees,
And I will start my search
Find my own means of amend,
take care of me on my own
Make damn sure I will send,
this shit to kingdom come

Give me what I want, give me what I need now
Run it through my head, ow I don’t care how
Hit me again, you don’t understand

Choose..

Journey through life and it seems
You too have got preferences
What it is, what it may be
I really don’t fucking care!
The role of a peasant we play
In this major game of chess
Comforting thought in a way
We can’t become anything less

Looking all around don’t see no people here
Hearing no sound I think we’re in the clear
Please be my friend, my wounds you can mend

Choose..

(Solos - Niels, Per)

Grey and old sitting at home,
Strapped to my rocking chair,
Whining cause I am alone
And life ain’t fucking fair
Craving access to abuse
Though it makes matters worse
Never will this befall me
But I differ not!

Choose..

Fuck yeah! I’m heading for the blue sky,
Won’t be a legend but I’m gonna try,
To meet demands and to cope with scheduled time,
I inject a needle to walk the line,

Now I’m a spider caught in my own web,
The devil’s lingered and he’s runnin’ in my head,
All I do now is watching my own curse,
Dreams and ambitions driving off in a hearse.


I can feel that you need me!
Does anybody want blood?


I am the emperor in his brand new clothes,
The truth incognito yet everybody knows,
I made my personal little cycle of lies,
I have become what I used to despise,

I see myself; the reflection of my face,
The mirror shatters from the anger of my gaze,
Startled by myself I start to feel remorse,
As I am on the ground and crawling to the cross!

I can feel..

(Solo - Per)

Blue sky legend cope with the line
Caught in my head watching a hearse
I am the truth made my despise
My face shatters I start Crawling

I can feel..

(Solo - Niels)

Let us speak of our time the age of no beliefs
Where faith and aspiration`s a long forgotten myth
The soothing unenlightening, the solace of dogmatics
Was fractured by the urge to answer all of our inquiries

When some preserves folklore as it was from the start
Some should care to say that things have changed a lot
The words are the same but the fraises they compose
Have now grown different values as the world us shows

Reoccurring in my head a notion in my mind
You have no need to think as you do speaking all the time

We and all the others do not live in despair
If you feel a need to preach then ask us if we care
We can not be bothered to sing along your song
Faith can be so many things and none of those are wrong

If you contemplate it is no wonder
Why man from all the world in such prodigious numbers
Journey to the ferry man with one voyage in mind
Port of call: beyond infinity where they will hide

Here among the living us who still have laboured heads
The dawn of our religion`s stuck the sun won`t seem to set
Though we`ve smashed the walls of the knowledge it contains
The dogma`s words are obsolete and still won`t change

No need to shed no blood your righteous path requests
Still the pagan`s got a silver cross embedded in his head

Lying down in the barracks is a man
gone into himself he`s the son of Uncle Sam
submerged obligations in a big jug of beer
fine malt, liquor, no fear

rude awakened wooden shrapnel in the room
that chunk of led is gonna hit me pretty soon
flying past him it begins addressing him
get up, unfold, your sin

wake up, wake up
everybody`s going for the raging war
I can see you, I can see you in end
dancing on the thin red line

the wicked schemers start to forge their master plan
in the great white keep with Uncle Sam
when the splinters from the bullet hits their skin
hey you, repent, your sin

wake up, wake up
you`re sending everybody to the raging war
I wanna see you, wanna see you in the end
walking out the thin red line
wake up, wake up everybody`s going for the raging war
I can see you, I can see you in the end
dancing out the thin red line