Psycho Train – GUNZ

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Útgávuár: 2025
Sangir: 10

Útgávudato: 28. November
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Psycho Train

„Psycho Train“ er fyrsta fløgan, sum Gunnar Thomsen hevur givið út við soloverkætlanini GUNZ. Hesaferð vóru trummurnar mannaðar av Tadeusz Rieckmann og eisini eru gesta gittarsoloir frá Hera Joensen og Terja Skibenæs. Flestu gittarar, allir bassar og høvuðssangpartar eru leveraðir av Gunnari, meðan Hans Hammer sum samsangskrivari eisini hevur spælt gittarar, synth og onkran vokal.

„Psycho Train“ er Gunnarsa máti at úttrykkja síni kreativu evni við sangum, sum endurspegla hansara persónliga dám í tónleiki. Hann skrivar siðbundnar tungmálmssangir við fangandi tónum og kórum, sum eru ring at fáa úr høvdinum aftur. Sangirnir eru ov góðir og týdningarmiklir at hava liggjandi á onkrari teldu, so hann valdi at geva teir út undir navninum GUNZ. Ikki bara vinir, men eisini familja stuðlaðu honum við at klára sína fyrstu solofløgu: Permudesignið og allar aðrar myndir eru gjørdar av dóttrini Idunn Liv Letes.

Serlig tøkk til: Theodor Kapnas, Jónas Bloch, Mentanargrunnur Landsins & Molly.

Sanglisti:
1. Psycho Train
2. The Fractured View
3. Doll House
4. Carnival of Chaos
5. Train Wreck
6. Cursed
7. All About Me
8. Dead Arise
9. Hollow Eyes
10. Road

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Psycho Train

Psycho Train

1.Psycho Train

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

On a psycho train through the neon night
Riding rails of chaos chasing every light
Heartbeats like a drum pounding in his chest
Living on the edge never seeking rest

Through the smoke and mirrors in a blur of speed
He’s a phantom of city chasing every need
Every turn’s a gamble every breath a game
Lost lost lost within the madness

Ladies and lunatics we are now ready board the psycho train
Starting with priority passengers first

Madness

On the psycho train never slowing down
Through the highs and lows in this reckless town
Chasing thrills and shadows in a wild refrain
He’s a runaway soul on a psycho train

Panic
Absurdity
Lunacy
Boarding now the psycho train
Hysteria
Mania
Horror
Boarding now the psycho train

Boarding now the psycho train

In the city’s glow where the wild ones play
He’s a comet in the dark burning bright and stray
Footsteps leaving no traces on the streets of sin

Through the smoke and mirrors in a blur of speed
He’s a phantom of city chasing every need
Every turn’s a gamble every breath a game
Lost lost lost within the madness

On the psycho train never slowing down
Through the highs and lows in this reckless town
Chasing thrills and shadows in a wild refrain
He’s a runaway soul on a psycho train
Panic
Absurdity
Lunacy
Boarding now the psycho train
Hysteria
Mania
Horror
Boarding now the psycho train

Horror
Terror
Manic
Panic

Boarding now the psycho train

Excuse me sir but you need to return to your seat
And fasten your seat belt we are about to take off

Who do you think you are?
I paid for this seat I’ll do whatever I want
Maybe I should sit in the cockpit huh?

Sir your behavior is completely fucked
I have to execute you

NO
I joke I joke
I kid I kid

On the psycho train never slowing down
Through the highs and lows in this reckless town
Chasing thrills and shadows in a wild refrain
He’s a runaway soul on a psycho train

Panic
Absurdity
Lunacy
Boarding now the psycho train
Hysteria
Mania
Horror
Boarding now the psycho train

2. The Fractured View

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

Echoes call
Destroy ’em all
Carve the soul
Break the mold

Beneath the weight of time’s relentless gaze
He sculpted his soul in a winding maze
Reaching in he sought the key
To unlock the chains that let him free
Seeking truth in a sea of lies
Amidst the labyrinth of life’s design

He strives to change to break these chains
Yet he finds himself in old remains
He fought to rise
But he came to see
That it was all just a dream

Under the weight of countless days
He carved his soul into this place
Reaching in reaching out
Seeking truth hearing lies
Its got to be a dream he screams

Through the mirror’s veil a fractured view
He chased reflections of a self he knew
In the garden of life he planted seeds
Hoping for blooms amidst the tangled weeds

He strives to change to break these chains
Yet he finds himself in old remains
He fought to rise
But he came to see
That it was all just a dream

Under the weight of countless days
He carved his soul into this place
Reaching in reaching out
Seeking truth hearing lies
Its got to be a dream he screams

He strives to change to break these chains
Yet he finds himself in old remains
He fought to rise
But he came to see
That it was all just a dream

Under the weight of countless days
He carved his soul into this place
Reaching in reaching out
Seeking truth hearing lies
Its got to be a dream

Through the mirrors veil a fractured view
He chased reflections of a

3. Doll House

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

Twisted vine
Fractured line
Haunted cries
Screaming in your mind
You’re mine

Can’t resist
Eyes so cold
Trapped within these walls

Welcome into my house of madness
Where everything is nothing
And nothing is what it seems

Please look into my sweet doll eyes
Where innocence is what you see
And what you see is wickedness

Clock is stopped
Doors are locked
Endless chase
Stuck within this maze
Of pain

Dollhouse course
Fates immerse
Can’t break free

Welcome into my house of madness
Where everything is nothing
And nothing is what it seems

Please look into my sweet doll eyes
Where innocence is what you see
And what you see is wickedness

And what you see is wickedness

Welcome into my house of madness
Where everything is nothing
And nothing is what it seems

Please look into my sweet doll eyes
Where innocence is what you see
And what you see is wickedness

4. Carnival of Chaos

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

At the station late one night
A man buys a ticket for a late night ride
The ticket clerk with at big fat smirk
Little man where do you think you are going
He looks to the old man’s eyes
And to his surprise he says

Get me to the party where reason and sanity die

This train is going fast
On our way to the promised land
The stage is set for chaos
All access ticket to the carnival

Welcome to the carnival of chaos
where nothing’s as it seems
And no one can escape us

Spinning in the madness
Caught in the ride
Lose yourself
Ugh
There’s nowhere to hide

With shaky hands he hands him the ticket
Heads down the track there’s no coming back
With a wild screech the train pulls in
Painted like a clown he stands with a grin
The doors open he gets right in
And then let’s lose of madness within

This train is going fast
On our way to the promise land
The stage is set for chaos
All access ticket to the carnival

Welcome to the carnival of chaos
where nothing’s as it seems
And no one can escape us

Spinning in the madness
Caught in the ride
Lose yourself
Ugh
There’s nowhere to hide

People I told you
No partying on my train
Now I will have to activate
The bomb

Welcome to the carnival of chaos
where nothing’s as it seems
And no one can escape us

Spinning in the madness
Caught in the ride

Welcome to the carnival of chaos
where nothing’s as it seems
And no one can escape us

Spinning in the madness
Caught in the ride

To the carnival of chaos

5. Train Wreck

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

For all the things
That I have done
I stand before you
In the desert sun

Decisions made
For what I must pay
Beneath a cobalt sky
In ruins I lie

Eyes like shattered mirrors
Reflecting broken dreams
In darkness hope is shut

Down

In the depths of sorrow
Where the echoes scream
He’s searching for redemption
In a dying dream

Eyes like shattered mirrors
Reflecting broken dreams
In the silence of the night
Nothing what it seems

My soul long gone
Gone up into flames

My redemption
Long gone to waste

Eyes like shattered mirrors
Reflecting broken dreams
In the silence of the night
Nothing´s what it seems
Fragments of his past life
Scattered in the dust
Lost within the shadows
Where he will fucking rust

Eyes like shattered mirrors
Reflecting broken dreams
In the silence of the night
Nothing´s what it seems

Eyes like shattered mirrors
Scattered in the dust
In the silence of the night
Where he will fucking

Down

For all the things
That I have done
I stand before you

In the desert of relfections where the past and present blend
he finds a spark of hope in the lessons with out end
the scars are maps of wisdom edged upon his soul
guiding him through darkness towards a distant goal

6.Cursed

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

In the moonlit sea of glass
Iron ghost with hollow mass
Dreams set sail on fates cold wave
Destined for an icy grave

Silent whispers in the deep
Secrets that the shadows keep
Phantom cries in the cold night air
Lost to time despair laid bare

In the void hope will flee
In the ice lost at sea
In the gloom whispers cry
In the depth souls will sigh

Steel heart beats in frigid flow
Beneath the stars a chilling glow
Glistening hope now frozen breath
Cursed voyage to the depths

Silent whispers in the deep
Secrets that the shadows keep
Phantom cries in the cold night air
Lost to time despair laid bare

In the void hope will flee
In the ice lost at sea
In the gloom whispers cry
In the depth lost sea

In the void hope will flee
In the ice lost at sea
In the gloom whispers cry
In the depths souls will sigh

We have been cursed
We have been cursed
Abandon the ship
Abandon the ship
The ship is going down

Silent whispers in the deep
Secrets that the shadows keep
Phantom cries in the cold night air
Lost to time despair laid bare

Silent whispers in the deep
Secrets that the shadows keep
Phantom cries in the cold night air
Lost to time despair laid bare

7. All About Me

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

Now that you’re dead
Now that you’re dead
Now that you’re dead

Each taste a chain
Each sip a spell
A fleeting high
A bitter farewell

Its tendrils tight
Its grip so cold
A tale untold
Yet deeply sold

Now that you’re dead I can be free
It’s always been about me
Yeah about me
All about me

No longer restrained by
What used to be
It’s always been about me
Yeah about me
All about me

Through winding paths it weaves its way
A masquerade of false control
As addiction claims its darkened toll

In shadows deep
Where whispers dwell
A dance begins
A silent spell

Its tendrils tight
Its grip so cold
A tale untold
Yet deeply sold

Now that you’re dead I can be free
It’s always been about me
Yeah about me
All about me

No longer restrained by
What used to be
It’s always been about me
Yeah about me
All about me
Yeah about me
All about me

It’s always been
It’s always been
It’s always been

About

Now that you’re dead I can be free
It’s always been about me
Yeah about me
All about me

No longer restrained by
What used to be
It’s always been about me
Yeah about me
All about me
Yeah about me
All about me

No longer restrained by
What used to be
It’s always been about me
Yeah about me
All about me
Yeah about me
All about me

All about me
All about me
All about me
Me
Me
Me
All about you

8.Dead Arise

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

Marching
Marching
Marching
Marching
Into War

Soldiers how do we conquer
Marching
Soldiers how do we get there
Marching
Soldiers what are we doing
Marching
Into war

I left my life back at home going into war
Into war
With a heart of steel I march into war
Into war

Marching on the dead arise
Underneath the blood-red skies
Echoes of a life once known
Into darkness death is sown

Marching on the dead arise
Underneath the blood-red skies
Echoes of a life once known
Into darkness death is sown

Marching
Marching

What are we doing
Marching
How will we get there
Marching
What is our purpose
Marching into war

In the dead of night I roam into war
Into war
No turning back I’m bound into war
Into war

Into war

Marching on the dead arise
Underneath the blood-red skies
Echoes of a life once known
Into darkness death is sown

Marching on the dead arise
Underneath the blood-red skies
Echoes of a life once known
Into darkness death is sown

Marching on the dead arise
Underneath the blood-red skies
Echoes of a life once known
Into darkness death is sown

Marching on the dead arise
Underneath the blood-red skies
Echoes of a life once known
Into darkness death is sown

9.Hollow Eyes

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

In the dead of night
Beneath a stormy sky
He wanders through the tombstones
Lightning flashing by

Eyes of the forgotten
Thirsting for his blood

Hands rise from the grave
Reaching through the mud
Eyes of the forgotten
Thirsting for his blood
Their hollow eyes are lifeless
But still seem to see
The horror in his soul
As he falls to his knees

Eyes of the forgotten
Thirsting for his blood

In the dead of night they rise
He runs in fear beneath the skies

They were taken in the night
Night time claimed them cold
When he released their souls

Released their

In the dead of night they rise
He runs in fear beneath the skies

Beneath the
Beneath the

In the dead of night rise

They rise

In the dead of night they rise
He runs in fear beneath the skies

Beneath the skies

In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night

In the dead of night they rise

10.Road

Orð & lag: Gunnar Thomsen, Hans Hammer

Here we go down the road again
Wheels are turning and the tires are burning
Leaving trails of our coming past

Wheels are turning with fire burning
We’re gonna soar by the engine roar

The engine roars the wheels they spin
We feel the power from within
We’re flying high we’re taking off
The world around us fades away
Fades to gray

We’ll take the highs
We’ll take lows
We’ll take the punches
And will take the blows
Living life on the edge

Wheels are turning with fire burning
We’re gonna soar by the engine roar

The engine roars the wheels they spin
We feel the power from within
We’re flying high we’re taking off
The world around us fades away
Fades to gray
Fades to gray
Fades to gray

The engine roars the wheels they spin
We feel the power from within
We’re flying high we’re taking off
The world around us fades away
Fades to gray

We’re flying high we’re taking off
The world around us fades away
Fades to gray

Gray
Gray

Viðvirkandi

Orða- og tónasmið

Tónleikarar

Gunnar Helmer Thomsen

(sang, gittar, bass)

Hans Heðinsson Hammer

(sang, gittar, synth)

Heri Joensen

(gittarsolo)

Framleiðsla

Gunnar Helmer Thomsen

(framleiðsla)

Hans Heðinsson Hammer

(framleiðsla, upptøkur, rættingar, ljóðbland)

Upptøkuhøli

(Hans Hammer Studio, Bloch Studio)

Oliver Freiberg

(trummurættingar)

Mastering

(Marvin T, Tide Studio London)

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