Blood & Vision
Music by Marcus Johansson & Johan Jarl
Words by Sebastian Milo
In front of a staring crowd
You dare me to decide
With whom I want to be
Predicting my fear
You are a fading socialite
Inviting me tonight
A light the sky provides
Ignites your cigarette
Tonight
You’re acting out your life
A public tragedy
There’s blood and vision here
For everyone to see
Oblivous to shame
You want their eyes on you
Performing all your tricks
An autopsy of souls
You want another souvenir
Someone to take you home
Across a raging sea
Of camera flashes
A place for only you and me
Where anyone can see
Your theatre of sin
You never will give in
Bloodstained
Words & music by Sebastian Milo
You’re waiting in the lamplight
For the right moment to come
Nobody knows what you hide inside
Even in daylight you’re a stranger to them
You’re dreaming of how it would be
You crawl across the unsaid
Nobody looks you right in the eye
The sound of your radar leads you astray
Don’t let them inside
You’ve got so much to hide
Don’t let it in under your skin
To eat you alive
You cannot deny
The passion inside
There shall be blood upon your sheets
When dawn has arrived
These hours are so mystical
All the shadows are acting a play
Nobody cares if you live or die
There’s only seduction awaiting you here
You’re planning escape from Heaven
When Hell seems more like your thing
Somebody waits for your inner cry
Two arms that will lift you and drop you again
Can I touch you?
Can I touch you?
I believe you’re from another world
Can I see you?
Can I see you?
It’s over any day
Bodily Harm
Music by Marcus Johansson
Lyrics by Sebastian Milo
He has come from far away
Traveling by night and day
There’s an underlying thrill
There is his compelling will
The beauty of his world
Will cause you bodily harm
Another curtain’s raised
A single shudder of pain
The tensions in his voice
Cause you bodily harm
You really have no choice
A voyage into the night
He has come without a past
His forever does not last
There’s a promise he will keep
You will join him in the deep
Boulevards In The Rain
Music by Johan Jarl & Marcus Johansson
Words by Sebastian Milo
Ask the trees, they don’t need to see
Wear a mask, blindfolded since birth
Oh to find that great sacrifice
And spend a life inside
There’s an ocean in your way
When you sin and when you pray
Drops of anger pouring down
Pulling your feet off the ground
Youth will never be enough
You want a touch of lasting life
Struck by sadness and by loss
You head for where the angels die
Is there anything in you
That wouldn’t want to leave
There are moments yet to come
Nerves of glass and will of steel
Bullets to your heart
There are boulevards in the rain
One cannot steal a tear from my eye
I feel the guilt burst through my skin
Porcelain is fragile and thin
A thrill in breaking it
There’s an ocean in your way
When you sin and when you pray
Drops of anger pouring down
Pulling your feet off the ground
Youth will never be enough
You want a touch of lasting life
Struck by sadness and by loss
You head for where the angels die
Champagne Nights
Music by Johan Jarl & Marcus Johansson
Words by Sebastian Milo
Putting on a face
Lost in midnight haze
Style is on our side
Chance has singled us out
Looking for intrigue
Our symbolic death
Lipstick on a cheek
Poison in a kiss
Champagne nights
In neon lights
This dance will never end
A mask will fall
Redeem us all
Until we reach the end
Staying in vogue
Nocturnal poses
Fashion can kill
You can’t deny what you see
Movements in the dark
Powder in our eyes
None of us could explain
What we came here to find
Shadows on your face
Mascara leaves a trace
A voyeur left unseen
A void of dreams between
Decay
Music & lyrics by Johan Jarl
You’re moving silently on windy roads
A peal of laughter desperate on your lips
But you’re dancing nervously in your dreams
All these lovely illusions forever well concealed
There are various people lacking simple things
They will always drain you, hail your decay
They say compassion is a useful tool
I say it helps them in their deceptive ways
From time to time we lose ambiguity
Until the end of time we’re locked in our universe
From dusk till dawn we stage creativity
The crossroads of your choice
Decay of your common sense
Tempting mind, temping fears, temping goals
Temping life, tempting words never surface anymore
They caress you shamelessly, you learn to trust
You are mistaken, yet you are bright
These deceitful creatures who seemed so naïve
What was so alluring became your death
Industrious creativity can be the road to fortune
But when you’re walking down the path of desolation
You act an important part in the staging of a play
That you’re incapable of experiencing
And soon you’ll realize that nothing is more vital
Than the abusive consumption of your needs
Now you’re riding recklessly death’s carousel
A broken promise in a sea of grief
Deep Waters
Music: Johan Jarl & Sebastian Milo
Words: Sebastian Milo
You leave all your doubts
Your arrows behind
Your stoic remarks
Your nature pristine
I witness a change
I study the facts
The bitter details
Your victim routine
Deep waters surrounding me
Penetrate my liberty
Start a combat within
I could drown by your side
Deep waters drawing me in
Planting tumours, spreading sin
If I lose you can win
We are only mannequins
I’m stepping into
The eye of the storm
Familiar pain
A taste of the rain
I do it and then
I do it again
I want to be sure
I’ve done it before
Face the Night
Music: Johan Jarl & Marcus Johansson
Words: Sebastian Milo
I would never leave you like this
I would take the blame
I would risk my life for you
Sail my sinking ship to you
I have always entered in style
Always left in shame
That was not enough for you
Shame was not enough
Fraction by fraction
I’m falling apart
And fraction by fraction
You’ll win
On the horizon
A storm’s taking shape
We’ve fallen too deep
To rise up
And face the night
Everytime I asked you to stay
You would turn away
And I always looked for you
Told myself I’d wait for you
I have always done something wrong
You show me contempt
You call me predictable
Ever so predictable
I Won’t Come Home Tonight
Music by Marcus Johansson
Words by Sebastian Milo
You act so coquette
You exploit my feelings
You plaster me with words
From floor to ceiling
I don’t want to have to tell you this
For you to show me reverence
Now there’s a scent of perfume on my skin
That you don’t recognize
You can stay there lost in your reverie
I am done with killing my time
I’ve had enough of your tedious self love
And your exquisite looks
Yes you can keep hanging on to your daydream
Of a perfection that you yourself lack
I can’t be bothered with all of these questions
I won’t come home tonight
I design myself
I don’t need your approval
Maybe I am bored
Of extreme obscurity
I don’t like your way of leaving me
Alone on the dance floor
Now I have met someone who doesn’t mind
That I party every night
Maskless
Music: Marcus Johansson
Words: Sebastian Milo
I know that you’re a boy
But I think you could at least try
Give it a try
Now it’s too late to sleep
And it’s too dark not to reach out
Out for my hand
You are maskless now
Well you’re still looking impossibly young
And all those pretty boys they smile
As if they knew your secret
There is nowhere to hide
You stand with all your vanities stripped down
In the forensic light
It seems you need my intervention
You had a girlfriend once
She didn’t like the way you made
Made your face up
Soon you’re no teenager
All your intentions growing old
Old with you
There is no place to go
You want to cover every face you see
And all your so-called friends would turn
If they knew your secret
You have tried everything
You’ve dyed your hair in every colour
Still, in the forensic light
It seems you need my intervention
Modern Death
Music by Marcus Johansson & Johan Jarl
Words by Sebastian Milo
Yes, I’m a fan of modern death
Modern life
Cryptology
A cruel awakening to
A modern pulse
Signals and codes
Impenetrable
Nowhere to go
Every face is just the same
Passing by
Without a name
Without a trace
A sequence of souls
Designer brands
Consumerism
Deliverance
Topography of humanity
There’s something about
Modern death
We barricade our inner state
Filling out
With product names
Another corpse in neon
Commercial breaks
Setting a tone
Invading our homes
Nowhere to go
Modern death
Modern life
Modern husband
Modern wife
Modern love
Modern lust
Modern comfort
Modern trust
Names Of Things
Music by Marcus Johansson
Words by Sebastian Milo
Drowning in
Trenches of the night
Feeling like
Time is marching on
‘Til our minds go blank
Shadow box
These are windswept days
Watching as
We are marching on
Through a web of cries
Falling through
Layers of lies
Your line of work
Will we come back
We’re falling through
Too much disguise
Your secret self
Some of us learn
To not go back
Moon in the lake
And noon at night
Nothing seems like
It used to seem
I’ve never known
The names of things
Dressing us in pretence
We lacerate
Looking for a clue
Treading in
Undone scenery
Soldiers passing through
There’s a mind
That I want to crush
Leave it to bleed
We cover up
Multitudes of sins
Dressing us in pretence
Learning the names of things
Artifacts of our time
Falling through
Nothing seems like
It used to seem
I’ve never known
The names of things
Dressing us in pretence
Night Vision
Music: Marcus Johansson, Johan Jarl & Sebastian Milo
Words: Sebastian Milo
And if you come back
I promise to stay young
You have no idea
What I have sacrificed
I’m auditioning
I need to get this part
I guess I’m offering
My everlasting love
There’s a glass
There’s an ashtray by my side
They are filled with wine and tears
We can never get enough
Our bond is much too strong
Let’s rejuvenate
Let’s restart
We decided skin to skin
All we want to do is win
We will always crave night vision
On the balcony
We hide just to get close
I have missed your lips
And your misanthropy
You suggest
I’m misleading you once more
How you love to tell me so
Suicidal Teenage Boy
Music: Johan Jarl & Marcus Johansson
Words: Sebastian Milo
This new age
Darkening
He fell through the net
Self-control
Shadowing
The apathy of night
Brace yourself
We have sinned
The scripture tells us so
Unrehearsed
Insolence
Blasphemy, my love
Leaping words
Empty eyes
Impressions never last
Bad ideas
Good advice
Drowning out his voice
Speeding through
Cityscapes
Looking for a mass
Church and state
He can sense
A pattern in their lies
You want to taste it
And so you taste it
Suicidal teenage boy
An indication
Of human nature
Suicidal teenage boy
You know it’s fatal
That velvet scalpel
Suicidal teenage boy
In his eyes
Fragments of
What he’ll never be
Deep unrest
Vertigo
Double vision now
You want to taste it
And so you taste it
Suicidal teenage boy
An indication
Of human nature
Suicidal teenage boy
You know it’s fatal
That velvet scalpel
Suicidal teenage boy
Beneath the surface
A hidden purpose
Suicidal teenage boy
The Comforting Night
Music by Johan Jarl & Marcus Johansson
Lyrics by Sebastian Milo
I’m pirouetting downward painlessly
Maybe I can save a little piece of what I have
This embrace of nothing
The power of suggestion’s forcing me
An atmosphere of tension
Waiting for a flash to strike
An end to my denial
This place
This isolated island
Where I am…
I’m devoted to my need
I withdraw into a void
I embody all your fears
The comforting night
You can’t reach me anymore
An eruption of the mind
That devours all in me
The comforting night
Ascension is a state of mind for me
Possibilities arising in a haze of unity
Close to nightfall
I can’t believe my eyes are showing me
Such horror and such beauty
In a combination that appears to last
Your words
Always haunting me
Where I am…
The Falling Impossible
Music by Marcus Johansson, Johan Jarl & Sebastian Milo
Words by Sebastian Milo
Return
All they have given to you
Across
A field of affliction by birth
Conclude
That they have prospered enough
Alone
They’ve broken the wings that could fly
I know
You know
We all know the lines
The falling impossible
Is here
With us tonight
The pain will decide
Beyond
Grey gardens of desperation
Somehow
It’s easy to let yourself go
The blood
Stained on the moon
Your red lips
A scream
The shape of a hand on my dress
The New Nothing
Music by Marcus Johansson, Sebastian Milo & Johan Jarl
Words by Sebastian Milo
And I was so surpised
Tomorrow is a memory
They told me to deny
The fact that I can hardly breathe
I think of all those souls
Supposed to burn in hell with me
We used our time to live
As God turned his face away
Here we go
Heading for
A future drained and emptied out
You’re smiling now
But I can sense
Vermillion in your eyes
We will try
We will fail
We’re asking the wrong question
There’s a choice
There’s a light
But I can’t see it now
Without taste
Without scent
We look at the new nothing
All the dreams
That we dreamt
A disappearing act
The eccentricity of fear
The distance of your touch
Yes I will leave a note
In my hotel room
Moving through eternity
On this flight tonight
And I will close my eyes
As if I was asleep
Here we go
Heading for
A future drained and emptied out
You’re smiling now
But I can sense
Vermillion in your eyes
The Sky
Music by Marcus Johansson, Johan Jarl & Sebastian Milo
Words by Sebastian Milo
The night is getting close
The sky will strike a pose
You’ll always live
It’s dripping on my skin
I’ll never let it in
You promised me
Eternity
I’ve been close enough to study you
Your ways of altering reality
Mortality
I’ve obeyed your cravings and your lust
You could destroy me
With the touch of your hand
All over again
The sound of nightingales
The pulse has ceased to beat
Cacophony
I cannot face the dawn
You cannot stop the tide
You promised me
Eternal grief
Visuals Of Obedience
Music by Marcus Johansson
Words by Sebastian Milo
Close-up of a heart where you once lived
Textures of a skin that won’t forget
I’m just in the mood for another drink
I did close my eyes at your command
We’re just in time for justice
It’s on its way
It’s sweeping through the arcade late at night
The servitude of your love
The visuals of obedience
Tears provide the perfect innocence
No one would suspect you of your crimes
In the dark you can’t tell where I am
I’ll be within scope to watch the end
