anti peace

rollings
rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
edited August 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
(these are lyrics to a heavy metal song that just came to me...
there's music too. I probably have to record it lest it leave forever)

(I am the anti-peace)

rake in a hurricane
the clawing out that can't be

there is no sleep with truths
what lies alive in me
is front of you

and fields are filled with flowers


dont you feel right?
you got it

do your words heal me?


you got it


I measure this
with grips of time as it slips by

(guitar fancy part)

seventh avenue
the street detached but verses filling towers

its your rays
the rays the sun you feel that you describe
and you
are splinters in my eyes
not like the morning sun

the touch of skin when you are next to


its more the tearing ripping skin
and wearing pain

~ ~fancy guitar part~ ~


the choice of beauty when there isn't two
the choice of beauty when it's fields of flowers

~ ~fgp~ ~

and running over dodging cobweb fires
matchbox time with matchbox counting hours

concrete wall, the wall of bricks
thrown onto you
but you, you need this to

when deciding between two
the sides split too
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  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    Record the song and put it up so we can hear it. :)
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  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    justam wrote:
    Record the song and put it up so we can hear it. :)

    thank you and ok I will. (I would need a heavy metal band to do it justice or at least alot of "efffects" haha)
    and maybe james Hetfield.

    I still have to listen to your song. I started to and it sounded very nice but the internet began to c r a w l

    I wil go back to it
  • Chip McFlennigan
    Chip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    children pray for peace while
    children across the world
    are killed in the name of god
    I knew it all along, see?
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    :clap:
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce

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