stupid song
the fueling hate is hiding in conception
driving the mind to suicidal depression
raising in the air
our fists like a dare
to stop all the madness
get rid of all the sadness
we protess this clockwork human behavior
awaiting the arrival of the one and only savior
but nobody comes to rush us away
escaping the insanity of another day
so we hold on to hope, peace and free will
praying that tomorrow there’ll be no one to kill
but if the world was that perfect
and everyone would get along
then we wouldn’t be sitting here
listening to this stupid song  
Sigurður Ingi
1987 - ...


Ljóð eftir Sigurð Inga

She girl
Grátur
Clouds
Everyone
Feeling so lonely
My Mind
HEART
Alone...
Scars
losti?
Blood
Screaming
Geðsýki
Revelations
New-born
Today
Final call
The Key
VOID
Meaning...
dog
Coffin
Marathon
CLOWN
the only way
the last goodbye
Poem
flies
The Show
dead
war
Forever
x
Screwed
gender blender
lights on the wall
Murder
faith
Assasin
jóla ljóð?
rhyme
society
I for an I
numbers
death row
Ghost ride
Note to you
angel
wine growing old
stuck on the road to oblivion
!-mad as hell-!
stupid song
empty house***
hidden world
clear
my bag
the real deal
mountain climb
broken
!-next round-!
struggle
written in bones
honesty
Item
She said
lessons
hope
come in
shiny
throw it
painting
Golden Calf