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The Extinguisher -> Fighting a War of Attrition Against Myself (8/9/2008 23:43:53)

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The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/9/2008 23:57:27)

"A Requiem to the Masses"

To the ends of the Earth
To a four point attack
To the last of our days
There is no going back
I've said my respects
And I've said my good byes
And I've written my book
About the history of lies
We welcome the fire
And ring the church bell
No love no remorse
We all burn in hell.
Forever. Forever.
Forever. Forever.
No love no remorse
We all burn in hell
Forever.

One more thing in my life
One more sacrifice.
One more excuse to be had
One more day to be sad
And I never could never even try,
The world would pass me by,
Can't believe in the thought
Of a god so distraught

An eternity of guilt
And a thousand of years of war
And the truth hidden in stone
It's a filthy lonely bore
It's a stab right in my heart
And a chill right down my core
Don't call me a friend,
Or a brother anymore.
Anymore. Anymore.

Two less things I can enjoy
Two less countries to destroy
Two less sins of the heart
Two less places to start
One by one to the slaughter
Bring your son and bring your daughter
No questions, queries or rebels
Locked inside your prison jail cells

An eternity of guilt
And a thousand of years of war
And the truth hidden in stone
It's a filthy lonely bore
It's a stab right in my heart
And a chill right down my core
Don't call me a friend,
Or a brother anymore.
Anymore. Anymore.

A final epitaph to read
A final mouth to feed
A final goodbye to feed the night
A final wish to grant me flight
Cast away the sins of our time
Give into the church's sweet rhyme
I would never lose hope so fast
But the time for dreams has well passed

An eternity of guilt
And a thousand of years of war
And the truth hidden in stone
It's a filthy lonely bore
It's a stab right in my heart
And a chill right down my core
Don't call me a friend,
Or a brother anymore.
Anymore. Anymore.

An eternity of guilt
And a thousand of years of war
And the truth hidden in stone
It's a filthy lonely bore
It's a stab right in my heart
And a chill right down my core
Don't call me a friend,
Or a brother anymore.
Anymore. Anymore.
Anymore. Anymore.

My eyes as blind as love.
My ears as deaf as war.
My mouth as mute as time.
With my faith in you and yours.
My eyes as blind as love.
My ears as deaf as war.
My mouth as mute as time.
With my faith in you and yours.
I can see no good.
Hear no good.
Speak no good.
Do. no. good.

An eternity of guilt
And a thousand of years of war
And the truth hidden in stone
It's a filthy lonely bore
It's a stab right in my heart
And a chill right down my core
Don't call me a friend,
Or a brother anymore.
Anymore. Anymore.
Forever anymore.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:01:27)

"Snakeskin Dress on Your Parasite Skin"

In a flash of light
Beyond the ocean, lost at sea
You’ll find me here, alone (alone)

In the dusk of night
In an ancient haunting, trapping me
I won’t find you, come home (come home)

The tranquility of a heart-felt poem
The horrors of a broken home
My heart pours out for you to see
Open your eyes, listen to me
I could have been so much more
Forgiving towards the vows you swore
And I’d still love you all the same
But to you, it was just a game

In an old ghost town
Fallen soldier, disturbed souls
I want you here, with me (with me)

In a wedding gown
At the alter, filled with holes
My one true love, you see (you see)

The tranquility of a heart-felt poem
The horrors of a broken home
My heart pours out for you to see
Open your eyes, listen to me
I could have been so much more
Forgiving towards the vows you swore
And I’d still love you all the same
But to you, it was just a game

In my dusty mind
My thoughts betray me, thoughts of you
I need you here, my love (my love)

In a salvage find
They find me lying, tinted blue
It suits me like, a glove (a glove)

The tranquility of a heart-felt poem
The horrors of a broken home
My heart pours out for you to see
Open your eyes, listen to me
I could have been so much more
Forgiving towards the vows you swore
And I’d still love you all the same
But to you, it was just a game

In a new false start
You rotten angel; rotten sore
I don’t need you, go home (go home)

In a broken heart
How could I love you, anymore?
You left me here, alone…




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:06:54)

"Take a Good Hard Look at Who We've Become"

Stab my eyes out
So I can't see the pain
Of the world and the pain that I've caused
And the bleeding, won't go away with time
A thousand new scars, forever mine
A curse a gift a blessing in disguise
As a ruin and hope and nothing left inside
A million voices cry out. How did it get this far?
To the point our inhibitions are abandoned by the stars
One last drink for the soldiers
Our sick and dying children
One last song for all the summers back at home
One last wish to the nighttime
A bitter winter season
One last dream to fix the future of the world

Stab my ears in
So I can hear again
All the lost, dark horrors of the mind
And the shrieking, won't emit a sound
A thousand stories, left underground
A curse a gift a blessing in disguise
A god damn silhouette between my eyes
A million species die out, snuffed out by the flame
To the point cultured society drowns itself again
One last drink for the soldiers
Our sick and dying children
One last song for all the summers back at home
One last wish to the nighttime
A bitter winter season
One last dream to fix the future of the world

Stab my heart out
So I can still feel love
Once it pulls the ground out under me
And my triumph, is shadowed by failure
A thousand left dead, on the floor
The truth, the lie, the last stories ending
Happily ever after in mending
A million choices close up. Why did it have to go?
To the point screaming autonomy overtakes the flow
One last drink for the soldiers
Our sick and dying children
One last song for all the summers back at home
One last wish to the nighttime
A bitter winter season
One last dream to fix the future of the world
One last drink for our family
The ones we lost forever
One last crash to forget the things we hate
One last slap to be sorry
The stupid way we say it
One last kiss to leave each other at the door




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:08:35)

"---7---"

I could care less if you would ever love me
But I'd never cease my thoughts for you
I'd try and I'd try until the day I die
For your affections and your infectious glance.
Staring a hole in my body, ripping my soul
Feasting on my heart, the sins of my flesh
Unconstitutioned in practice and horrific in theory.
What good can come from an accidental screw-up
Of the dancing and the descent into oblivion
That drags up downward into everlasting agony.
A paradise of filth, a utopia of rot.
We never tried to remain on this godforsaken rock
And held out for the calvary, that we swore would never come.
Our thunderous shouts skewer apocalyptic prophets
Who claimed that the world crushed down at their feet
And infections consumed all the skin from their flesh.
A silent lone night before chaos erupted
And seven black angels came down from the heavens
To kill and destroy, as the world came to it's end.
Psychotic attacks and paranoid delusions
Chemical imbalances, written in the equation.
And see, that you will never sink to my level
And the golden trumpets bring hell to the earth
And the seven white devils, rip my heart from your hiding place.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:12:04)

"This Night ; Our Night"

This is the story of a life and a death
And a single, empty night.

Tonight is the night all or dreams come true.
On this night we are not rich or poor
Nor are we white or black or grey
We are just each other. Separate and more.
All hate and love gone astray

Look closely and you see how it works
Look at it. Hear it. Smell. Feel.
We are not the eternity. We are the ends.
I am gone. Is this even real?
Everything is nothing. Where are your friends?

If I was to go away
If I was to run
If I was to fall astray
If I was the sun

Go. Go. Go.
Be each other and be another.
And you’ll see how it all comes together.
It’s the alpha and the omega
It is nothing and forever.
The first part in the everlasting saga

If I was to go away
If I was to run
If I was to fall astray
If I was the sun
Would you chase after me?
Would you sing a tune?
Would you be all I could be?
Would you be the moon?

Go. Go. Go.
Go. Go. Go.

This story doesn’t end here.
It’s more than just this night.
It’s eternal in our heart.
It’s our struggle; it’s our right.
It’s the place we all start.

Go.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:13:15)

"See, This is the Reason the Grass Never Grows, the Sun Never Shines and the Wind Never Blows"

Shakespeare told us that
Brevity is the soul of all our wit
If that we're true then
How did we end up in this kingdom of grit?

Look at all around you
Look at all the sorrow
Look at all the birds
Think about tomorrow
Think of how we lived
How we died
Think of how the angels cried

Never wonder why
Our vanity and sin are on demand
Now we live and die
And taken from our most holy of land

Look at all around you
Look at all the sorrow
Look at all the birds
Think about tomorrow
Think of how we lived
How we died
Think of how the angels cried

See this letter and
Read it until the ink dries off the page
Follow the leader
A memory of that which does presage

Look at all around you
Look at all the sorrow
Look at all the birds
Think about tomorrow
Think of how we lived
How we died
Think of how the angels cried

Go up to heaven
And greet us at the gate to let us in
Then fall down hell
Eternity awaits the ones who sin

Look at all around you
Look at all the sorrow
Look at all the birds
Think about tomorrow
Think of how we lived
How we died
Think of how the angels cried

Rain clouds and misery
Thunder and history
Sun shine is blistering
The winds are whistling
Flowers and dead trees
Summer, the birds and bees
Rain clouds and misery
Thunder and history
Sun shine is blistering
The winds are whistling
Flowers and dead trees
Summer, the birds and bees

One last final verse
Call out the events that led up to now
Tell your story
Don't leave out a single, empty vow

Look at all around you
Look at all the sorrow
Look at all the birds
Think about tomorrow
Think of how we lived
How we died
Think of how the angels cried

Say your goodbyes
You'll never see the ones you love again
But don't you worry
They'll think of whenever it will rain

Rain clouds and misery
Thunder and history
Sun shine is blistering
The winds are whistling
Flowers and dead trees
Summer, the birds and bees
Rain clouds and misery




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:14:17)

"No I'm Not Making Things Up As I Go. Whatever Gave You That Idea?"

This song is not a love song
And it's not about my sadness
And it's not a call to arms
And it's not an ode to madness

This song is not a story
And it's not opposing war
And it's not 'to be or not to be'
And it's just nothing anymore

This song is just a song
And it's just a b c b
And it's just a little poem
And it's just to you from me

This song is not a love song
This song is not a sad song
This song is not the best song
It can be

This song is singing slowly
This song is rocking out
This song is not calling out
This is song is just for me




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:15:32)

"Three Chords and the Truth"

This is a song about growing up in the suburbs
All I ever learned was too rebel
Money was never tight
Parents would never fight
But still the place felt like a prison cell

Three Chords and the Truth
Criminal and the Sleuth
Three Chords and the Truth
Farther than Babe Ruth
Three Chords and the Truth
Living through the Youth
Three Chords and the Truth
Three Chords and the Truth

This is a song about the white collar workforce
90K a year plus benefits
Sit in their ivory towers
Holding all the power
All they want is to see you in the pits

Three Chords and the Truth
Criminal and the Sleuth
Three Chords and the Truth
Farther than Babe Ruth
Three Chords and the Truth
Living through the Youth
Three Chords and the Truth
Three Chords and the Truth

This is a song about anarchy and our leaders
They try so hard but still it's not enough
We vote them into office
Complain when they don't please us
We want the truth, we want a little fluff

Three Chords and the Truth
Criminal and the Sleuth
Three Chords and the Truth
Farther than Babe Ruth
Three Chords and the Truth
Living through the Youth
Three Chords and the Truth
Three Chords and the Truth

This is a song about how my life sucks
In this band and following my dreams
Writing songs for money
Playing for the hunnies
It's enough to make you want to scream

Three Chords and the Truth
Criminal and the Sleuth
Three Chords and the Truth
Farther than Babe Ruth
Three Chords and the Truth
Living through the Youth
Three Chords and the Truth
Three Chords and the Truth




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:16:33)

"no matter how hard we say it we can't hear a damn word"

look up
the meanings
to the words I say to you
and write them down
in a notebook
refer to them
when you're in a bind
remember, what I said
when I told you
I loved you
I never
wanted you
to go
I meant it
forever
and ever
you know
and we look on
and on
and on and on and on
and on
see this
the skyline
it turns through the night
that we sleep through
and we're blind to
the noise of falling bombs
when I told you
I loved you
I never
wanted you
to go
I meant it
forever
and ever
for you
as the rain falls
and the blood dries
all the stories
that we shared
sing a sad song
make it better
take a love note
and paint it flat
I had said that
I couldn't be bothered
I couldn't be
left alone to my devices
or I'd lose myself in the memory of you
and I'd lose
you to all of my dreams
all my dreams
when I told you
I loved you
I never
wanted you
to go
I meant it
forever
and ever
for you
see this tomorrow
see this to sorrow
see that you borrow
a god damn word

these are ours muses
these are my musings
a life of crime
a life or turmoil
a life of hate
a life of fear
a life of me
a life of you




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:19:36)

"Your only love"

I wonder
I wonder how many days I've seen you
I wonder how many times you've been held
  by someone who isn't me
I wonder how many times you've never noticed
  when I've tried to hold onto you
I wonder

  what goes through your head
  when I touch you
I think of the days
  you've spent with me
I think of the many times I've been there for you
I think of the times you've never noticed
I think of the times I wonder

I've always just say idly by
I've watched you throw your life away
I've seen your rebirths and evolution
I've seen your deaths and desolation
I was there with your ups
I was there with your downs
  and still you never notice
  still
I wonder

  what would you do without me
  what would I do without you
  how could you ignore me like this
  why can you leave me like this
  every damn time
  and never even return
  still you do it again
  and again
  and I try
  but you never notice
I need you
  no

  you need me
  you will never need another
  why do you bother
  why can't you see
  why am I pushed to the side
  why don't you listen

I wonder
  is it love
  or are you just trying to hurt me?




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/10/2008 0:21:19)

"A ritual in modern obedience"

This is a note to the future
To all the lovers and liars
To all the promises we left
Behind


We woke up to rain
We cleaned our teeth and shaved our faces
.A ritual in modern obedience.
Silent in the storm.

Sun shone through the grass
And through office windows.
Flowers bloomed; phones rang.

I noticed a colour
It passed

These days are too many

Summer's almost over


Snow fell through the night
Our voices, obscured through arguments.
Soon we would sleep
.But not yet.
For now, it's ours.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (8/22/2008 0:42:03)

"Hazy Evenings"

It's getting hard to see
Through the smoke
     And the smog.

That you spill through your tongue
Everytime you open
                   your filthy mouth.



Grow up.
You're trying to hard to be special.
To be smarter.
It's all a mistake. And I'm tired of it.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (10/8/2008 22:26:54)

"Our own evenings in Heaven"

What kind of father would let his children
     grow up to be like us?

What kind of person would let us have our way?

We sit on a park bench, crying and laughing

And     it's far too long now.


I've seen the shadows of death
  in the valleys of fear		} Maybe it's just
I've see the reapers of sorrow		      a dream
  growing ever nearer to us

	And now     and      again.   Even though we can't hold on.
	        to each other and ourselves. We try. and fail.
					     We try. and fail.
					     We try,  to fail.



It seems that only our hearts are right
Together in eternal moonlight
Lying along at night
what a sight
What a sight




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (10/8/2008 22:28:26)

"Now, to the birds"

Teach me how to fly
	      Because I'm falling fast


					We see things  that
					lets us know we are
					alive

		Never give -----  We read sights and sounds
		Never say		to let us know  how
		Never ever		to survive
		Never mind
					In this world where
					truely living is not
					mandatory

					Where books and movies
					are never the true story


Standing over a ledge
Gravity tempts me, physics mocks me
To fly, to fall, then die

Gravity knows me
How to mush my buttons			Maybe death is painless
					Maybe it's not

					Maybe were all falling
						   off a ledge
					              into the ground
							             soon
							                  forever


		...
In the end, we're all just fools
Who fall, and fly		at our own expense.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (11/17/2008 22:51:41)

"Worth Fighting For"

If we could imagine
No countries or religion
I wonder how things would turn out
In the end
If we could imagine
The people, they would listen
To the messages we sold them
through the phone
If we could imagine
That everything we fought for
That everything we died for
Was in vain
If we had imagined
That all of this could happen
Then maybe we coukd have stopped this
On our own



I may be dreaming
Of a world lost at sea
I may be fighting
A losing battle I can't see
But no matter the outcome
I can't be put down
I need to see this to it's ending
I need to see this
At it's most important verse
At the hardest part we live for
At the longest that we die for
All the words we wrote in sorrow
And all the words we wrote in jest
Never bleeding for tomorrow.
Never leaving out the rest
One more anarchist to die for
One less thought we could achieve
I wrote this for the masses
When I wrote it in the sleeves

Call me what you want.
A sellout. A loser or a screw up
A conformist and a lousy corporate slave
And I don't want to live with this
I. don't. want. to. fight.



I don't want to work here anymore
I tried to get around it
The commute was too damn long
With all the people I've despised.
I can't stand it anymore
I can't live here anymore
I tried to get away
The commitment was too hard
To the person I despised
I can't sleep here anymore
I can't love you anymore
I wont love you anymore
Why can't I love you anymore
I need to love you
I need to hold you
I need to feel the good thats left to fight for
In the world.

Of hate.

Of lies.

Of hope.

Of time.

And space.

Through rank.

And race.

The end.

Will come.

No matter.

The cost.

And through.

It all.

We live.
We die.
We love.
We hate.




This world has had it's problems
The people have all gone
But I can't help to wonder
All the lives that did no wrong
And is it hard to see
That something is there
Worth fighting for..........




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (1/7/2009 22:52:58)

"Storms"

Water drops pattern the sidewalk
The little pattering of rooftop windows
pollute the air
A cold wind runs past my face
The sky rumbles above
The ground moistens below

Suddenly, it hits.
Wet washes from above
A waterfall soaks me and
the ground I step around.
Cold, bitter drops stain my face
Bleeding blue into the grays
and blacks that litter the sky.

The sky shouts at me.
Flashes it's anger and hate.
Screams to the world! Why!?
The earth fears for its solid state.
Any shelter is ripped away.
The storm presses. Dominates,
It pushes into me and out of me.
Cold and wet become one.
There is no droplets.
Only a solid block.
Crashing to the ground.
A final break down
of anger, of pain, of hate and misery.
Daylight for but a second...
Nothing but the screams of the sky...
Then...

Light vanishes. Sound flees.
Winds die down and stop.
Floods turns to showers, turns to drops.
The light returns, and birds sing.
New creatures are unearthed
And enjoy the aftermath
Of the wet soil.
I recover my balance, pick myself up.
The smell of ozone warms me
The worst is over
The storm has ended.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (5/20/2009 2:11:46)

"A true word is worth a thousand pictures"

Formulate thoughts into words
Speak your mind
Don't hide
Show your voice
Don't disappear
Behind a facade

Criticize!
Feel Alive!
Free your mind!

Don't be allowed to
pepper your feelings
with bittersweet compliments

Live vicariously through the moment
And treat yourself to freedom
Give no thoughts to shadows
and lies

Because only in truth
can we truly
be free.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (7/5/2009 1:55:59)

Never believed in anyone
Never believed I could fly away
My pain is holding onto
A selfless toxic waste
I'm lost inside a nightmare
Left to die alone
Give into the chase
Butterflies are flapping
Inside my eyes
And I feel tired.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (7/14/2009 20:03:23)

"Escape"

Never again scream out your name in the ecstasy of an argument
Washing blood from the pavement I fell from
as you took away my supports
to leave me hanging from your chains.
Giving thoughts to what lived in and sensible forgivings that never were.
Your friends all called me crazy, and I think deep down you believed them.
But we fought life and each other to keep ourselves in line.
As gunshots fell around us, and black overtook the light.
Blood spilled onto the pavement as the smell of sex and fire filled the air.
I called your name into the twilight, and was lost into the sea.
Never forgetting our tryst and conquests.
But now I'm finally set free.
But we never escape.


I wanted so hard to believe that I'm gone from these games
but I know enough we'll
never
ever
ever
see the light again. It haunts us,
steals our sleep away, touches our dreams,
sneaks into our kiss and rapes us
while we lie together in each other's arms.
The solemn sounds of morning find us gone and wasted again
running from pain and heartache.
Looking to start anew, fresh with love on the road we run
And give into temptation.
As it steals us away, and lifts us to anger and passion, as words fly,
And sounds collide in desolation.
But we do not fear ourselves.

We carry on and make the best of things until live falls away, and hearts break.
Depression culls us, and lust calls us, and we cannot say no.
We dance again, with hate in our hearts
and fire in our sheets
and anger in our eyes.
We strike with words and with skin pressed against each other
And bodies tied together.
Until suddenly the rooms flashes white hot.
Angers rise and fires boil over into water gushing the doors
And we cannot escape in time.
Drowning us in a sea of pain and fear
Suffering
Passion
Love
Hate
Lust
Death
Every emotion collapsing towards us and we cannot escape. We cannot.
As water fills our hearts and lungs, we whisper.
One last goodbye, one last love, one last kiss.
Then it's over. Gone forever.


In the morning the find us, smothered in scars and blood soaking the pavement below.


This is our ending
There is no escape

Love haunts us all.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (7/14/2009 20:23:35)

"The Haunting of a Mind"

Who am I?
Where am I?
When am I?
What am I?
Why am I?

Questions.
Haunting me
Why won't it go away?

See?
There it goes again

Who am I?
Where am I?
When am I?
What am I?
Why am I?

I can't escape
This prison is my own
On one can help me.



Let it go
It's hard enough to make it
On my own
I'll never have to fake it
Anymore
I can't believe
In anything
Anymore.


Listen. It's gone.

I miss it...




Can you hear it?




No escape.

Who am I?
Where am I?
When am I?
What am I?
Why am I?




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (7/14/2009 20:24:57)

"Heat Death"

Sense the world
soak it in
feel it
smell it
taste it
hear it
see it
It's beautiful
It's hideous
It's understanding
It's nonsense
A mis-sense
A mutation
It's not what we know
It changes
grows
degenerates
collapses
a black hole of matter
gravitational force
pulling us together
one by one
in a row
we follow the rules
play the game
play to win
try to lose
succed
life is over
in short time
heat death
an eternity away
but it's hear now
don't waste it.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (7/14/2009 20:25:58)

"She"

She bleeds like Russian vodka
poured from the mills
into the sewers
soaked up by rags
and released to the public

She burns like a cigarette
smoked on the forth
as July cuts
the sky open wide
and death pours out

She reads like a manifesto
published at home
discussing life
and radical
left wing histories

She sings like a piano
tuned slightly sharp
Orchestrated
to the crowd
and dropped from a high rise


How does she do it?
Carve a legacy into the dirt
Drop the ocean on us all
Bit by bit
And cry herself
into our sleep




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (7/14/2009 20:27:04)

"Rebellion in technicolor"

We write.
Regarding questions like:

No, our lives are not perfect
Yes, we do all want more
No, we won't conform to
your shallow values of
beauty and excellence.
Yes, that's what you taught us
And yes, you know what's for our best
But how can we believe
that what you taught us is right
When it was you who taught us that
in the first place.


You fear the rebellion of
the oppressed elite
and starving poor.
You fear the uprising of intellect
and the fall of your golden empire.
Weneer wanted to rule
only for our voice to be heard
How arrogant of you to assume otherwise
Step down from your golden throne
Lift your blackend crown from that sorry head
Give someone else a chance



That army of the people
Wont stand to be sat down
We fight for what we hope for
We fight to save us all
From a tyrant with a handgun
Who stabs us in the back
We folds the cards
that we picked up
And beats us to the ground
He holds our hand in anger
And our hair back when we're sick
He trys to hold our favour
But we're smarted than that
We know the truth


One last word.
Never forget what we did today
Never forget to fight the tyrants
Remember who helped you
Remember who listened
Don't forget who
runs your free world.
Don't forget
who controls you.




The Extinguisher -> RE: The Musings of a Life of Crime and Turmoil (7/14/2009 20:30:44)

"Fairytales and Fireflies"

Holding hands with our fears
Lifitng up the stars to see
Our promises, we gave our hearts
We gave our spirits to the war
And love. It's a safe house from the
Heartaches and the lullabies
Fairytales and Fireflies
We are

Living too fast
To be free
Knowing the past
Will never be
Is this the last
Time you and me
Will love again

Nevermore can we believe
The stars are close enough to hold
Into our hearts, we try again
We free ourselves from the pain
We never wonder how.
It's a storm and we are

Living too fast
To be free
Knowing the past
Will never be
Is this the last
Time you and me
Will love again

Living too fast
To be free
Knowing the past
Will never be
Is this the last
Time you and me
Will love again

Heartaches and lullabies
Fairytales and fireflies
Motionless without a sound
Never falling to the ground
Lift up the stars to hold
Our promises, into our hearts
We gave our spirits to the war
And we never wonder
We never wonder
Never wonder
Holding hands above our faces
Just to free ourselves from pain
Nevermore can we believe im
Fairytales
We are

Living too fast
To be free
Knowing the past
Will never be
Is this the last
Time you and me
Will love again

Living too fast to be free
Knowing the past will never be
Is this the last time you and me
Will live to fast and be set free
And know the past can never be
This is the last time you and me
Will love again.




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