My access to music when I was growing up was through pirate radio, you know, transistor radio under the pillow, listening to one more and then 'just one more' until your favourite track comes on.

Trying to describe something musical is like dancing to architecture, it's really difficult.

You can't be saved, oblivion is all you crave.

Someone's looking for a lead, in his duty to a king or creed. Protecting what he feels is right, fights against wrong with his life.

It's a mean old world, but its up to us to make it heaven, here and now.

No pills gonna cure my ill.

There is no profit in deceit. An honest man knows revenge is not sweet.