Texty:
Quorthon Purity Of Essence

: Standing on the balcony, trembling like a friggin' leaf Its freezin' cold I must be mad its 4AM and gettin' really f*ckin' bad There's an end to everything

: Honestly I don't believe I've ever been this weary My thinking is really tearing my whole inside outside and in I wish I had the nerve to do just something

: Caught between the dusk and dawn I numb myself to death yet I'm awake I'm running out of alcohol I shouldn't feel a thing yet all I feel is hate I

: I open my eyes another day is here The sun's already high Can not recall just what I was dreamin' But I'm sure I can catch the reprise somehow Piles

: Hear me say it's ok there just is no other way I believe and strongly feel some things just aren't meant to be All the time in our lives something

: When I asked myself the other day I came to realise I'm not ok I've burned my fingers bad before I've seen myself through worse I'm sure But just the

: I'm not too big a fan of beer but I need a drink If I smoked I could use a zip now I'm on the brink I've been all geared up now for how long I don'

: Well, I can still recall the first time that I first laid my eyes on you I can't believe all the years that have passed since Or just how little we

: I stumbled on and almost fell across your moosehead-slippers The other day sometime ago on the radio They played that song again it still sounds the