The Pathetic Saint
I feel alone
my heart is broken
and so is my neck
say not a single tone
I\'m suck a wreck
my wings are broken
my harp has no strings
I have fallen
I miss my wings
cause now I can\'t fly
I\'m just a mortal
still I can not tell a lie
I\'m a saint
still I am hated
I see the world collapse
and can\'t do a thing
my voice is gone
so I can not sing
my divine powers have faded
I\'m a loser
I have failed
I drop
I die
 
Gollinn
1981 - ...


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Playground
Eðli Mannsins
grimmd gleymskunnar
Fallen Angel
of grænir fingur
First degree murder
Serial killer (not the one)
King of the world
Háttsettir menn
Skilnaðarbarn
The Pathetic Saint
the power of hatred
It\'s life as we know it (samið \"98)
life of lies
Sjálfsmorð er seinheppni
mikilmennska
Margmenni í tómu herbergi
bad but not evil
frægð
afleiðing þvingunnar
snobbaða fólkið
Englapúki
þunglyndi
Vil þér vel
Heimilisofbeldi
what you are to me
Bíóferð
A hero, a king
heartbrake
Lögvald
Gray lonlyness
Freak in me
crossing the line
whats the point in enduring
Hugarfanginn
ashamed
Imaginary world
Minns er tyggjó
Post Sanity
Stóra litabókin minn
Depression dagger
Old knight
my mentor, my father
Ruthless, souless madness
Human Devil
circuslife
Past me, Present me
í miðri umferð
Lonely and deserted
I need needing you
Good times end, bad times start