September 2008
Sen i sommras People can no longer cover their eyes If this disturbs you then walk away You will remember the night you were struck by the sight of Ten Thousand fists in the air (För j&aum
When a Man Lies He Murders Some Part of the World These Are the Pale Deaths Which Men Miscall Their Lives All this I Cannot Bear to Witness Any Longer Cannot the Kingdom of Salvation Take Me Home 
I am just a cowboy lonesome on the trail A starry night, a campfire light The coyote call, the howling winds wail So I ride out to the old sundown I am just a cowboy lonesome on the trail Lord, Im ju