my tenderness is tainted

and my mind is filled with pain

domestic peace has faded

i seek shelter from the rain

a refugee in rags

each individual pays his price

i´m trying to identify

the devil in disguise

i´ve got a new wave treasure

it´s deposited in me

it brings a certain pleasure

but it can not set me free

the human heart´s deceitful

looking after number one

who wants me to be peaceful

after all is said and done?

please, straighten out the question marks

and give me truth at last

this planet´s coming to an end

and time is moving fast

preserve me through the trials, Lord

i´m just a fragile pot

decay, decline and daftness

is all my body´s got

LARZ GUSTAFSSON    January 23, 2011