Space Drifter

by Bernelius

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released February 5, 2017

Music and lyrics by Bob Felix Bernelius Hegdal
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Bob Felix Bernelius Hegdal

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Track Name: Cocoon
I've got smoke
On my water
I'm pretty sure
That's a personality disorder

Psychonaut
Space tripping
Never going home
Sipping on the rum on which I'm sipping
Yeah
Alright

And I'll bring the gasoline
Just tell me how to burn
Forever

I thought I saw a crack in the cocoon
The light slipped in for a split second
But I'm still here
Still waiting
For the one who never came
I need a vacation from this prison of a brain
Release me
Set me free
Cut me open
Let me flow right into you

I've got smoke
On my water
I'm pretty sure
That's a personality disorder

Broken down
With no ambition
I wanna go
But something's in the way of my fruition
Yeah
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Track Name: Pow
If you wanna let me, I can lick your ichor; send you back to mama in a bodybag
All's you gotta give me is a little snicker, and you will go down by the shot of my gun
You think I'm your pal, well... I don't think pals throw their buddies in the canal
My rationale is
I think you'd look good dying

If you'd like some fun, then I can send you flying; stuff your little tummy with a hand grenade
And if you think I jest, or if you think I'm lying; then you will go down by the shot of my gun

It says pow
My God buddy, you should've been on the run
Another pow
Bang, bang, why didn't you run buddy
Why didn't you run buddy, oh

And when I do emerge from this heap of rubble
It's time to say your prayers, you're in a bit of trouble
Towering above you is the old capitano
And you will go down by the son of a gun
It says pow
My God buddy you should've been on the run
Another pow
Bang, bang, why didn't you run buddy
Why didn't you run buddy boy

You thought you got me good this time
You're dead and I'm still breathing
You're dead and I'm still breathing
You're dead and I'm still breathing
Track Name: Light the Fuse
And when the struggle comes to a close
Ignite the sun, the city shall be purged in flame
Purged in fire

Send the message through the sea of sand
Let the people know that I have arrived to command
Tome in hand

And at the journey's end you'll find no peace
Never be at ease, you've ire that will never cease
Masterpiece

And as their flesh ignites you've found your muse
All these pleasant hues, the city boy will pay his dues
Light the fuse
Track Name: Black Fissure
Black fissure
Consume them all
I know, I know now
It's all for nothing

Black fissure
Consume them all
I know, I know now
It's all for nothing

Yeah

I think I've seen you before
You looked a lot better in my dream, but I know it's you
And I know, I know, I've got you for the night
Oh

But the black fissure
Consumes us all
I know, I know now
It's all for nothing

Yeah the
Black fissure
Consumes us all
And I know, I know now it's all for nothing

Yeah

I've seen it all before
The way she stares into my eyes she must think they're real
And I know, I know it's not gonna end well

Black fissure
Consume them all
I know I know now
It's all for nothing

May the
Black fissure
Consume us all
I know I know now it's all for nothing
all for nothing
all for nothing
Track Name: Captain Hill
Captain Hill
Makes his entrance
Entrancing the peasants
With his mere presence
And he goes get down on your knees, if you please

You know there is no cause for concern
Everybody's gotta burn in the end
Yeah that seems to be the trend
So, get down on your knees, if you please

Now dance
Sweet romance
K-k-k-kiss me honey

The captain works his simple spell
By unlocking the powers of every hell
He stares you down and thinks you a snake
Snake charmer, there is no mistake
Every woman of every house
The captain quickly makes his loyal spouse
If he asks then he shall receive
Almighty, he will make you believe
He says get down on your knees
And you get down on your knees
God knows you gotta get down on your knees for captain Hill.

My hands are bloody
There's mud on my shoe
I'm gonna get ya
Before the night is through
And I say
Yeah you know what I say
Even the demon, even the devil gets down on his knees for captain Hill, oh

I stalk my prey in the night
My mind is set on murder
They call me a
A lumbering madman of sick desire
I daresay it's gonna go further

So in lieu of your sultry lips
I go down, down, down, down, and I find lifeless hips
I just came to dance
Sweet romance
K-k-k-kiss
K-k-kah

Captain Hill
Makes his entrance
Entrancing the peasants
With his mere presence, oh
You know there is no cause for concern
Everybody's gotta burn in the end
Yeah, that seems to be the trend
So, get down on your knees
And you get down on your knees
God knows you gotta get down on your knees
Track Name: Voodoo Queen
You might think that it's impossible
I've grown feelers that you'll never know
Voodoo queen your figurine it cannot deceive me
Find me in the flagon

Mindless peons of human race
Put me in my place on this rock in space
Won't you teach me how to die?
We all know the end is nigh
So just teach me how to die gracefully

Mindless peon of human race
You debase me with your false embrace
Voodoo queen your figurine, it cannot deceive me
Find me in the flagon

Bleeding in the gutter
Track Name: To My Fellow Space Drifters
Here we go again
Swimming through the endless vacuum in the night
Don't know how I'm swimming, but I am
My spirit companion is a strange lizard, named Pamela Anderson Prime
I can only assume this is not his birth name

He intends to guide me, to show me the way
But I don't listen do I
I just don't fucking listen
And that'll be my downfall, I know
But not quite yet

I said
Here we go again
Swimming through the endless vacuum in the night
Don't know how I'm swimming, but I am
Looking for companionship, looking for love
No sign of life

I used to hate people who say hello too often
Too many times in one sentence, "hello, hello, hello, hello, sir, how do you do?"
Now I long for a greeting of any kind
Some variation to the brainless gaze of my fellow space drifters
No offense
Back on my home planetoid I used to dance around naked
Heavily concentrating on staying inside the weak and feeble gravitational field
I would speak there, to my imaginary audience
And bow politely as my performance came to an end
Though, sometimes I wonder if it ever did

So, here we go again
Swimming through the endless vacuum in the night
Just another mangy stray dog with an attitude problem
Pet me and ye shall receive the sickness
This is the end of line
Both literally and figuratively the old man cuts into my soul
Carves it into pieces as I cry and cry and smell a smell I've never smelled before
This is what they warned me of
It's the point of no return
Track Name: Funeral Pyre
Funeral pyre warming my skin
Seems I've lost my medicine
Mounting fire overwhelming
God I miss the loony bin

She's dead
And I'm breathing my last breath
Now she's dead
And I've been dying since the day I laid eyes on her
Gripped her by the fingertips
I never let go, I think they fell off on their own
Gripped her by the fingertips
I never let go

Funeral pyre cleanse me of sin
God I miss my human skin
Dancing fires make my head spin
Melt the face off of my grin

If I could fade 'till I'm
I could fade to distant memory
Then I'd die, then I'd die a happy boy
I'm gonna drown and I'm gonna choke on myself, open me up
Maybe now, maybe now you'll find your joy

And I crawl
And I crawl
And I crawl as I hit the floor
And I crawl
And I've been crawling since the day I lost sight of her
Gripped her by the fingertips
I never let go, I think they fell off on their own
Gripped her by the fingertips
I never let go

Funeral pyre cleaning my skin
Oh the fool that I have been
My desire has worn me thin
Losing her my mortal sin

If I could fade 'till I'm
I could fade to distant memory
Then I'd die, then I'd die a happy boy
I'm gonna drown and I'm gonna choke on myself, open me up
Maybe now, maybe now you'll find your joy
Track Name: Hooks
I can see it in your eyes
When you look at me honey
I've been a pirate far too long
Now you look at me funny
Got hooks in place of both hands, sure ain't no joke my dear
Try to run away now
Try to run away

I can taste it on your tongue
When I'm kissing ya honey
I've been a pirate far too long
Now you taste fucking funny
Got hooks in place of both hands, sure ain't no joke my dear
Try to run away now
Try to run away

Darkness beckons the beat of my drum
Synchronized with the pain
Opium and a flagon of rum
Laudanum

I can feel it in the air
When I'm breathing it, honey
Turning your love into fear, my dear
Transform your milky skin I'm turning it black and blue
Try to run away now
Try to run away

Darkness beckons the beat of my drum
Synchronized with the pain
Opium and a flagon of rum
Slowly driving me sane

Darkness beckons the beat of my drum
Synchronized with the pain
Opium and a flagon of rum
Slowly driving me
Slowly driving me
Slowly driving me
Sane
Track Name: Grand Vizier Blues
The grand vizier has arrived
To pay his respects
Festering slime running down his chin
Into a puddle of rotting skin
Twisting, turning, bowels churning
He sings the song of his people

Are you happy
With what you've done

Are you happy
With what you've done
Don't lie to me sugarcakes

Where is it
Please tell me, hon
Where have you hidden my gun

As I was running from the police
I spotted some enemies
Chop your head off
Chop your head off
Chop your head off, see ya later

Are you happy with what you've done
Staring into the sun
Staring into the sun
That's punishment for stealing my gun

Who do you think you are
Telling me what I can and cannot, when I'm the fucking grand vizier
How did you think you'd get away
I'm relentless, that's the consensus
Running around like there's a fire in my head

The grand vizier has arrived to pay his respects
Twisting, turning, bowels churning, he sings the song of his people

He sings the song of his people, oh, thank you, grand vizier