I am in the night
I am every part of it
The consumption of its beast 
The deck that it deals
The veins that bleed
The caress of its serpent

I am the night
As it writhes and undulates toward dawn
It moans and cries a symphony of anger
I am its agony as it struggles against the light
And dies with the strike of the Sun God.






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Everything Rollins

 Come In and Burn...
An Unofficial Henry Rollins and Rollins Band Site...
Unwelcomed Songs...
  • Format: Paperback
  • Publisher: 2.13.61 (August 2002)
  • ISBN: 1880985713
  • In Print

  • Henry Rollins is the perpetrator of over two decades of song writing. We will refrain from using the word "accomplished" as it has no place here, but boy, he writes Ďem. This book covers the lyrical exploits of his tumultuous teens, his turbulent twenties and comes lurching to a shuddering, grinding halt right around the start of his therapeutic thirties. Our intelligence has reported that from his small cage at the end of the hall, he shakes a gnarled, weathered paw and threatens to supply a second volume to the one youíre getting your fingerprints all over now that will take the dazed and stupefied reader further down olí Angry Assís particular and not-so-well traveled stretch of road. Unwelcomed Songs barely escapes the textbook definition of "crushingly oppressive and arduous busywork" to slog through by the strategic placement of several photos, rare flyers and original lyric sheet repros.