Deathtrip (Excerpts from Michael Ryan’s Diary) – 12th September 1987

Watched the movie on the video
I wanna go out and down to skid row
Yeah baby, you bring out the Manson in me
I don’t need your psychiatry

I got sixteen rounds of ammunition
I’m set for my expedition
In my see-through world of pain
Someone’s gonna remember my name

Believe me, you don’t wanna live
You were born to die on my trip
How do I stop the buzzing sound
Maybe the answer lies in the town

I’m getting cold, I need a fire
I’m feeling like a crazy live wire
Let’s find the kids in school
Let them see my real world

Trapped at all directions
I want you in my collection
It’s time to die and I’m next
They’ll remember, and what I left

On August 19, 1987, Michael Ryan embarked on a shooting rampage through his hometown, known as the Hungerford massacre. It was, at the time, the deadliest mass shooting by a single individual in British history and led to major changes in UK firearm laws.

Wheel In Motion – 27th June 1987

This fire’s burning – crazy inside me
Flames licking my very souls
Since I started running from it
Just can’t seem to keep control

Forever, ever spinning round and round
Can’t get my feet to touch the ground
Just waiting for a positive notion
To stop this wheel in motion

This cruel and heartless life I lead
Is shaking me in my boots
No possession and always temptation
Dividing my from my roots

A fall from grace, a raging wind
Blowing my curtains wide open
Look through the window of my mind
Take a ride, why don’t you come inside?

Wheel spinning forever and on again
Endless path of endless lies and no open gates
Can’t stand still for the reaper’s fear
I know for me that heaven waits