Headfast from The Ride by Muth Labben

We’re into the eye of the cyclone of nowdays
spiraling amongst our own debris.
Don’t you see how our fortresses are coming
down…
“I won’t let you finish the leftovers of myself!”

Miraculously I’m an objective one
to withstand and resist
one can deny reject it all..
I love myself and will only try to save my own soul
half in half out, out of these future life wonders.

I’m here with my words as a headfast
onto this world
Out in the worry seas
half drown half way from your mad sea doors.
I’m here with my words as a headfast
onto your world
most of the times
crashing onto your rocky harbors.


This judgment storm of raging thoughts
so sacred within its misty secrets
as in these hungry soul like waters!

Adrift with the drifters
Or just me who’s drifting.
Adrift with the drifters
Or just me who’s drifting.
Adrift with the drifters
Or just me who’s drifting.
Adrift with the drifters
Or just me who’s only
Drifting, drifting.

Drifting
drifting, drifting, drifting
drifting, drifting, drifting
drifting, drifting, drifting
drifting, drifting, drifting
drifting!

• Punk
• acid rock
• dance-punk
• fuzz punk
• new wave punk
• post punk
• Athens