Licking
I lie by your side,
Feel the warmth,
A heating your body possess.
I feel the coosyness,
I feel your breathing,
I can feel how you move,
Getting closer to me,
I can feel your tounge,
How it hits my fur,
How you lick me clean,
One every now and then.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Feel the warmth,
A heating your body possess.
I feel the coosyness,
I feel your breathing,
I can feel how you move,
Getting closer to me,
I can feel your tounge,
How it hits my fur,
How you lick me clean,
One every now and then.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
I can stand.
I have always wondered,
How this would be,
What would become,
Without you by my side.
I can see clearly now,
How this is,
What has become,
That you're not by my side.
I grew up,
I made me a home,
I made me a personality,
I change my ways.
I learned how to crawl,
I learn how to stand,
I learn how to walk,
Now I can even run.
You're not my pillar,
Not now,
Probably never again,
I can stand now.
What has been,
Is what was,
And will ever be again.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
How this would be,
What would become,
Without you by my side.
I can see clearly now,
How this is,
What has become,
That you're not by my side.
I grew up,
I made me a home,
I made me a personality,
I change my ways.
I learned how to crawl,
I learn how to stand,
I learn how to walk,
Now I can even run.
You're not my pillar,
Not now,
Probably never again,
I can stand now.
What has been,
Is what was,
And will ever be again.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Deep under.
Deep under,
What lies there?
What can you see?
Do you really see me?
Deep under,
Lies something reliable,
Can you see that?
Do you really see that in me?
Deep under,
Lies regret,
Can you see that?
See my regret and disbelief?
Deep under,
Lies I,
The one without,
The one with nothing at all.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
What lies there?
What can you see?
Do you really see me?
Deep under,
Lies something reliable,
Can you see that?
Do you really see that in me?
Deep under,
Lies regret,
Can you see that?
See my regret and disbelief?
Deep under,
Lies I,
The one without,
The one with nothing at all.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Sinking.
I am sinking,
Down deep below,
Under the vast ocean,
Into the deep sea.
I am locked up,
In a coffin,
With little air supplies,
But hopefully enough.
The day will come,
When a net hauls me in,
And the lid slides open once again.
There you will stand,
Someone new,
Someone brand.
You will take me in,
Hold me forever.
I will stay,
Close together.
In the wide ocean.
Deep under the sea.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Down deep below,
Under the vast ocean,
Into the deep sea.
I am locked up,
In a coffin,
With little air supplies,
But hopefully enough.
The day will come,
When a net hauls me in,
And the lid slides open once again.
There you will stand,
Someone new,
Someone brand.
You will take me in,
Hold me forever.
I will stay,
Close together.
In the wide ocean.
Deep under the sea.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Halloween
As halloween draws nigh,
And nights gets darker,
The fear rises within,
Ghouls and goblins tries to come in.
Trick or treat?
What's this?
A question for me?
How can this be?
Hide under my bed,
When the fear hits my head,
They hide here aswell.
Trick or treat?
Candy for treat?
Ghouls with candy,
Oh so sweet.
Kids in all ages,
Happiness,
Laughter,
The joy of friendship.
Halloween draws nigh,
It's getting darker still,
I'll hide here in my bed,
Till they run for the hill.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
And nights gets darker,
The fear rises within,
Ghouls and goblins tries to come in.
Trick or treat?
What's this?
A question for me?
How can this be?
Hide under my bed,
When the fear hits my head,
They hide here aswell.
Trick or treat?
Candy for treat?
Ghouls with candy,
Oh so sweet.
Kids in all ages,
Happiness,
Laughter,
The joy of friendship.
Halloween draws nigh,
It's getting darker still,
I'll hide here in my bed,
Till they run for the hill.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Heaven or hell?
Is this heaven?
Is this hell?
Is there such a thing,
As something in between?
I believe there's a heaven,
I believe there's a hell,
I however,
Can't see something in between.
I believe this is hell,
Constant testing us,
To dignify us,
For the almighty heaven.
Tests of love,
Tests of hate,
Tests for forgiveness,
Tests for all 7 sins.
The devil walks,
Somewhere among,
Yet we don't know who,
But I believe.
He has power,
The most power in this hell,
The 7 sins,
Shows him for us.
There will be a day,
When he shows his power,
The power of Evil,
Seduction and pain.
Thus is the day,
The saviour will come,
Take us worthy ones,
To the father above.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt 2010-10-10
Is this hell?
Is there such a thing,
As something in between?
I believe there's a heaven,
I believe there's a hell,
I however,
Can't see something in between.
I believe this is hell,
Constant testing us,
To dignify us,
For the almighty heaven.
Tests of love,
Tests of hate,
Tests for forgiveness,
Tests for all 7 sins.
The devil walks,
Somewhere among,
Yet we don't know who,
But I believe.
He has power,
The most power in this hell,
The 7 sins,
Shows him for us.
There will be a day,
When he shows his power,
The power of Evil,
Seduction and pain.
Thus is the day,
The saviour will come,
Take us worthy ones,
To the father above.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt 2010-10-10
A shell
It's hard to do it,
To hide here,
Below the surface,
Yet it is calming.
Why won't you?
Why can't you?
Why not me?
Can you see me?
Like one of you for once.
I'm sick of it,
Yet here I am,
Hiding again,
Under a shell.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt 2010
To hide here,
Below the surface,
Yet it is calming.
Why won't you?
Why can't you?
Why not me?
Can you see me?
Like one of you for once.
I'm sick of it,
Yet here I am,
Hiding again,
Under a shell.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt 2010
Old, new and yet to come
I could see it,
See it coming,
The punch,
A punch avoided,
Avoided in the last second.
Another one comes,
To quick to avoid,
Hits hard.
I can feel,
How my inside burst,
How my yaw disconnects.
Yet they come,
More and more,
No end,
The next above the eye.
The swollen feeling,
My sight diminishes,
One eye left,
To duck out,
The rest.
Another one comes,
The quickness,
Ducked out,
But with a quick turn,
It hits anyway.
Once again,
To the yaw,
The other side,
Teeth sent flying.
This is the punches,
Punches of old,
Punches of new,
Punches yet to come.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
See it coming,
The punch,
A punch avoided,
Avoided in the last second.
Another one comes,
To quick to avoid,
Hits hard.
I can feel,
How my inside burst,
How my yaw disconnects.
Yet they come,
More and more,
No end,
The next above the eye.
The swollen feeling,
My sight diminishes,
One eye left,
To duck out,
The rest.
Another one comes,
The quickness,
Ducked out,
But with a quick turn,
It hits anyway.
Once again,
To the yaw,
The other side,
Teeth sent flying.
This is the punches,
Punches of old,
Punches of new,
Punches yet to come.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Growing up.
I hang to you,
Han with a steady grip,
Never to let go,
Never to loose anyone again.
You're all I have left,
Left here in this world,
You still hang onto,
Han onto me aswell.
I will see you grow,
Grow larger,
Grow to a woman,
Grow to finally hang onto someone else.
Hang to someone else,
Hang but never loose,
Loose the grip,
The grip of us.
We will be there,
There where you need,
Need us the most,
Most through hard times.
I'm your father,
I will see you grow,
Grow out of my grip,
Grow to finally live your own life.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Han with a steady grip,
Never to let go,
Never to loose anyone again.
You're all I have left,
Left here in this world,
You still hang onto,
Han onto me aswell.
I will see you grow,
Grow larger,
Grow to a woman,
Grow to finally hang onto someone else.
Hang to someone else,
Hang but never loose,
Loose the grip,
The grip of us.
We will be there,
There where you need,
Need us the most,
Most through hard times.
I'm your father,
I will see you grow,
Grow out of my grip,
Grow to finally live your own life.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
The isolation of loneliness
This time,
A dark time,
A vast dark place,
The isolation of loneliness.
Once I've walked,
Walked through,
Through this dank cave,
This cave of Solitude.
I have,
Have the urge,
Urge to return,
To this dark place of hunger.
Hunger for you,
Hunger for anyone,
Hunger for notice,
Hunger for help,
Hunger for kinship.
This place looks,
Looks like something of old,
Old but yet new,
New to theese feelings.
I am here,
Back in this dank,
Back in this dark,
Back in this cave of solitude,
Yet I feel relieved.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
A dark time,
A vast dark place,
The isolation of loneliness.
Once I've walked,
Walked through,
Through this dank cave,
This cave of Solitude.
I have,
Have the urge,
Urge to return,
To this dark place of hunger.
Hunger for you,
Hunger for anyone,
Hunger for notice,
Hunger for help,
Hunger for kinship.
This place looks,
Looks like something of old,
Old but yet new,
New to theese feelings.
I am here,
Back in this dank,
Back in this dark,
Back in this cave of solitude,
Yet I feel relieved.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Emotion is dead
Emotion is dead,
Dead to soon be revived,
Revived to make me feel,
Feel to be able to be loved.
I get the emotion,
Emotion that tells me it,
It the feeling,
The love pumps away.
Pump,
Pumps,
Fills my heart,
Makes the veins boil,
Boil with emotion.
The heat is steaming,
Steaming but decreasing,
Decreasing to soon dry,
Dry the veins out,
Thus Emotion is dead yet again!
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Dead to soon be revived,
Revived to make me feel,
Feel to be able to be loved.
I get the emotion,
Emotion that tells me it,
It the feeling,
The love pumps away.
Pump,
Pumps,
Fills my heart,
Makes the veins boil,
Boil with emotion.
The heat is steaming,
Steaming but decreasing,
Decreasing to soon dry,
Dry the veins out,
Thus Emotion is dead yet again!
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
A new beginning, but yet an ending.
A new beginning,
Beginning of a new era,
An era about a new people,
New people yet from the old times.
They lived,
Lived and fought,
Fought for water and food,
Fought to survive.
The old times is ending,
Ending to a new beginning,
A new beginning of hope.
A hope to be more than a few to survive.
Survival for the strongest,
Strongest protects the weak,
Weak survive through the help of other,
Others trade for survival.
Survival for the fittest,
Survival of how you make it.
Survival is the tool to make a new world.
A new world for the new beginning.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Beginning of a new era,
An era about a new people,
New people yet from the old times.
They lived,
Lived and fought,
Fought for water and food,
Fought to survive.
The old times is ending,
Ending to a new beginning,
A new beginning of hope.
A hope to be more than a few to survive.
Survival for the strongest,
Strongest protects the weak,
Weak survive through the help of other,
Others trade for survival.
Survival for the fittest,
Survival of how you make it.
Survival is the tool to make a new world.
A new world for the new beginning.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Would you?
I ask of you one thing,
One thing only,
Only that thing,
But will you do it?
There's nothing to it now,
Now that,
That it has passed by now.
What if,
If you get this,
This one shot,
A shot to change it.
Would you take it?
Change everything,
Make it the way you want?
What would it be?
What did happen?
Can you change it?
Does it really mean that much?
I'd say,
"I'll bury myself",
"Alive",
"And come back",
"Back when it's all gone",
"Theese tormenting feelings",
"Feelings of love",
"Feelings of hate",
"Feelings of my own insecurity".
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
One thing only,
Only that thing,
But will you do it?
There's nothing to it now,
Now that,
That it has passed by now.
What if,
If you get this,
This one shot,
A shot to change it.
Would you take it?
Change everything,
Make it the way you want?
What would it be?
What did happen?
Can you change it?
Does it really mean that much?
I'd say,
"I'll bury myself",
"Alive",
"And come back",
"Back when it's all gone",
"Theese tormenting feelings",
"Feelings of love",
"Feelings of hate",
"Feelings of my own insecurity".
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Rip my heart out.
As I look in your eyes,
Eyes glimmering,
Glimmering in the moonlight.
As I feel it pound,
Pound hard,
Harder still,
My heart pounds.
As I choose,
Choose to rip it out,
Rip it out to place,
Place it in your hands.
As I also hesitate,
Hesitate as you take it,
I take it back,
Back from you.
As I won't,
Won't allow it,
This IS IT.
I've ripped my heart out,
I've placed it there,
Where everyone can see it,
Where anyone can take it.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Eyes glimmering,
Glimmering in the moonlight.
As I feel it pound,
Pound hard,
Harder still,
My heart pounds.
As I choose,
Choose to rip it out,
Rip it out to place,
Place it in your hands.
As I also hesitate,
Hesitate as you take it,
I take it back,
Back from you.
As I won't,
Won't allow it,
This IS IT.
I've ripped my heart out,
I've placed it there,
Where everyone can see it,
Where anyone can take it.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Sandslottet
Vi satt där,
DU och Jag,
Tillsammans,
Jag var nästan 8,
Du var 6.
Tillsammans,
Vi byggde,
Byggde något stort,
Byggde ett sandslott.
Denna visar,
Vad två barn kan,
Men den visar också kärlek.
Kärlek mellan de två,
Som byggde den tillsammans.
För alltid du och jag.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
2003-2006
DU och Jag,
Tillsammans,
Jag var nästan 8,
Du var 6.
Tillsammans,
Vi byggde,
Byggde något stort,
Byggde ett sandslott.
Denna visar,
Vad två barn kan,
Men den visar också kärlek.
Kärlek mellan de två,
Som byggde den tillsammans.
För alltid du och jag.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
2003-2006
Världen
Vad ska vi göra?
Vad finns det att göra?
Ingenting!
Vi kan inte göra något,
Det är inte värt att göra något,
Hur vi än gör blir det fel!
Skulle vi ens,
Ens vilja försöka,
Skulle det ändå förstöras.
Vi försöker,
Försöker att bygga upp världen,
Trots att världen bara förstörs,
Förstörs mer än vad vi byggt upp.
Inte värt,
Finns ingen tid,
Lämna världen som den är,
Låt den bli det den tillslut kommer att bli.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
2003-2006
Vad finns det att göra?
Ingenting!
Vi kan inte göra något,
Det är inte värt att göra något,
Hur vi än gör blir det fel!
Skulle vi ens,
Ens vilja försöka,
Skulle det ändå förstöras.
Vi försöker,
Försöker att bygga upp världen,
Trots att världen bara förstörs,
Förstörs mer än vad vi byggt upp.
Inte värt,
Finns ingen tid,
Lämna världen som den är,
Låt den bli det den tillslut kommer att bli.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
2003-2006
Music, party, Happy place!
What is this,
This all about music,
Music, drinks and rock 'n roll.
Is this a living,
Is this a party,
Is this the rules,
Rules that I will live of now?
What I have become,
What I will be,
What I will challenge,
Challenge to be.
This night is all about party,
Party and fun,
Fun and music,
Music and drinks.
Drinks leads to stuff,
Stuff that wasn't suppose,
Suppose to happen,
But happend anyways.
Whatever happens,
Don't do this,
This that I don't want,
This that I can live without.
Party is here,
I will attend,
Attend and drink,
Drink and make a happy place.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
This all about music,
Music, drinks and rock 'n roll.
Is this a living,
Is this a party,
Is this the rules,
Rules that I will live of now?
What I have become,
What I will be,
What I will challenge,
Challenge to be.
This night is all about party,
Party and fun,
Fun and music,
Music and drinks.
Drinks leads to stuff,
Stuff that wasn't suppose,
Suppose to happen,
But happend anyways.
Whatever happens,
Don't do this,
This that I don't want,
This that I can live without.
Party is here,
I will attend,
Attend and drink,
Drink and make a happy place.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Howl at the moon
I howl at the moon,
Howl at it as the night begun,
I see it going higher in the sky,
As the wolf that howl at the moon.
For me as a wolf,
For a wolf the moon is a partner,
The one I need to survive,
The one that helps me through the night.
When night falls,
When I see it,
The howl comes,
Nothing to it.
The howl at the moon,
That's my song,
The howl at the moon,
There's nothing else to it.
The moon is top,
Higher it won't go,
I howl to keep it up,
I howl to make it stay the night with me.
The moon is sinking again,
The dawn draws nigh,
I'll do anything to keep it up,
Since I howl at the moon.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
2003-2006
Howl at it as the night begun,
I see it going higher in the sky,
As the wolf that howl at the moon.
For me as a wolf,
For a wolf the moon is a partner,
The one I need to survive,
The one that helps me through the night.
When night falls,
When I see it,
The howl comes,
Nothing to it.
The howl at the moon,
That's my song,
The howl at the moon,
There's nothing else to it.
The moon is top,
Higher it won't go,
I howl to keep it up,
I howl to make it stay the night with me.
The moon is sinking again,
The dawn draws nigh,
I'll do anything to keep it up,
Since I howl at the moon.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
2003-2006
Död blomma
Jag är en död blomma,
Plocka inte mig,
Hur mycket du än försöker,
Jag förstör bara för dig.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
2003-2006
Plocka inte mig,
Hur mycket du än försöker,
Jag förstör bara för dig.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
2003-2006
Same old songs
Same old songs,
Play once more,
Same old songs,
Sound once more.
Same old songs,
Tell me once more,
It's the same old songs,
Just once more.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Någon gång under 2003-2006.
Play once more,
Same old songs,
Sound once more.
Same old songs,
Tell me once more,
It's the same old songs,
Just once more.
©Rasmus Lönfeldt
Någon gång under 2003-2006.