Spoken Word

clifford_1972clifford_1972 Posts: 113
edited April 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
[Spoken:]
Lying, dying, screaming in pain.
Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain.
Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain,
Radical amputation, this is insane.

Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest.
Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest.
Soldier of misfortune
Hunting with bated breath.

A vile smell, like tasting death.
Dead bodies, dying and wounded
Litter the city streets
Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit.
Dying [in] terror,
Blood's cheap, it's everywhere.
Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line

Writing credit to Tom A., and Jeff H.thanx for the insight!
"When a man lies,He murders some part of the world
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
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  • Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
    [Spoken:]
    Lying, dying, screaming in pain.
    Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain.
    Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain,
    Radical amputation, this is insane.

    Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest.
    Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest.
    Soldier of misfortune
    Hunting with bated breath.

    A vile smell, like tasting death.
    Dead bodies, dying and wounded
    Litter the city streets
    Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit.
    Dying [in] terror,
    Blood's cheap, it's everywhere.
    Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line

    Writing credit to Tom A., and Jeff H.thanx for the insight!

    Hell Yeah :)
    Murder at your every foot step
    A child’s toy sudden death
    Sniper blazes you through your knees
    Falling down can you feel the heat
    Burn!

    Ambushed by the spray of lead
    Count the bullet holes in your head
    Offspring sent out to cry
    Living mandatory suicide
    Suicide

    Holes burn deep in your chest
    Raked by machine gun fire
    Screaming soul sent out to die
    Living mandatory suicide
    Suicide

    Lying, dying, screaming in pain
    Begging, pleading, bullets drip like rain
    Minds explode, pain sheers to your brain
    Radical amputation, this is insane

    Fly swatter stakes, drive through your chest
    Spikes impale you as you’re forced off the crest
    Soldier of misfortune
    Hunting with bated breath

    A vile smell, like tasting death
    Dead bodies, dying and wounded
    Litter the city streets
    Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit
    Dying terror
    Blood’s cheap, it’s everywhere
    Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line

    I remember watching a guy jump off a railing during this song & ROLL HEAD FIRST down a steep mother fucking hill in WI. I don't know if he made it alright, but the song has always been one to make me wanna throw on my matin's and stomp on someone,... something,... ahhh,.... to mosh and not have to worry about getting stabbed or punched or kicked in the head....
    moshing sure ain't what it used to be...

    Hey man,... doesn't their record drop on "06-06-06",..... kewl!!!!
    "To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
    'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

    --first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
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