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Jul 10, 2009 23:35:12 GMT -5
Post by notavailable on Jul 10, 2009 23:35:12 GMT -5
I NEED SOME.
FOR THIS:
Now I know where we are A filthy slum alley Surrounded by dark figures Grinning, snickering, drooling I can already feel the pain of 233 fists revenging 233 years of pain By our hands God is no longer with us I wonder if he ever was We're neither safe nor sorry
TWAS A GOOD CONCEPT BUT I FIND MYSELF GETTING NOWHERE WITH IT.
TAKE IT, TWIST IT, REDO IT, ADD TO IT, SOMETHING. HELP ME OUT SOMEBODY.
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Jul 10, 2009 23:37:57 GMT -5
Post by conner on Jul 10, 2009 23:37:57 GMT -5
Broken teeth, a shattered jaw Ten to one, behold my God Wicked sons of Heaven's loss Raise your own inverted cross Kings of earth, iron first Serve the sacred you dismissed Stand before your final day Choke on every line you pray
Raise your glass to death Not one second left
[Chorus:] Wake the lifeless, die to fight this Stand beside me, storm the gates of Hell Wake the lifeless, die to fight this Stand beside me, storm the gates of Hell Storm the gates of Hell
Coward's heart, a serpent's tongue Stand to face what you've outrun Fear of death, fear of pain Bound to all you took in vain No more lies, no regrets Sever ties and hollow debt Open eyes, live to learn Or watch your blessed temple burn
Raise your glass to death Not one second left
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Jul 10, 2009 23:41:32 GMT -5
Post by notavailable on Jul 10, 2009 23:41:32 GMT -5
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Jul 10, 2009 23:46:22 GMT -5
Post by conner on Jul 10, 2009 23:46:22 GMT -5
D=
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Jul 11, 2009 0:20:07 GMT -5
Post by Josh on Jul 11, 2009 0:20:07 GMT -5
Now I know where we are A filthy slum alley Surrounded by dark figures Grinning, snickering, drooling I can already feel the pain of 233 fists revenging 233 years of pain By our hands God is no longer with us I wonder if he ever was We're neither safe nor sorry This is our bleak story.
I threw in the last line, cuz i thought it sounded nifty.
:l
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Jul 11, 2009 0:45:10 GMT -5
Post by notavailable on Jul 11, 2009 0:45:10 GMT -5
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Jul 11, 2009 1:49:16 GMT -5
Post by Shiv on Jul 11, 2009 1:49:16 GMT -5
22 years of pain And I can feel it closing in The will to rise above Tearing my insides out
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Jul 11, 2009 3:46:59 GMT -5
Post by alastairjohnjack on Jul 11, 2009 3:46:59 GMT -5
I like Shiv's one, to the point and cuts out the rest of the descriptive junk.
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Jul 11, 2009 8:45:28 GMT -5
Post by Fyacin on Jul 11, 2009 8:45:28 GMT -5
Now I know where we are A filthy slum alley Surrounded by dark figures Grinning, snickering, drooling I can already feel the pain of 233 fists revenging 233 years of pain By our hands God is no longer with us I wonder if he ever was We're neither safe nor sorry
Now I know thine pain A pristine mirror Twisting beneath the surface Wishing, cursing, praying Indecisive, reeling from escape These 233 years of lies recalling 233 years of false convictions God fears to be with us Though we fled from Him We're neither safe nor sorry.
Blah.
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Jul 11, 2009 16:08:28 GMT -5
Post by notavailable on Jul 11, 2009 16:08:28 GMT -5
Now I know where we are A filthy slum alley Surrounded by dark figures Grinning, snickering, drooling I can already feel the pain of 233 fists revenging 233 years of pain By our hands God is no longer with us I wonder if he ever was We're neither safe nor sorry Now I know thine pain A pristine mirror Twisting beneath the surface Wishing, cursing, praying Indecisive, reeling from escape These 233 years of lies recalling 233 years of false convictions God fears to be with us Though we fled from Him We're neither safe nor sorry. Blah. I LIKE IT.
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runny
New Member
I am cool or something.
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Jul 11, 2009 16:11:08 GMT -5
Post by runny on Jul 11, 2009 16:11:08 GMT -5
Pain-Made to order Pain-Made to order Pain-Made to order Pain
Slippin', slappin', scattin' on my back Tryin' to relax Thinkin' about the facts of the cracks runnin' Through the pack Division of thought about the War to be fought For tryin' to mend the ranks Still I get no thanks
They say they mean no disrespect But dis is in effect I take to heart the part I play every day Uniformed is one thing Stupid is another Keep runnin' your mouth but Don't call me brother
But I'm tryin' to find someone On my side Cuz bangin' heads all the time starts to grind At my gear and at my will But persistent I am still so when One insubordinate f**ker tries to test me
Blow to the head An entrail rend Guts on the floor But you want more Shows you the strength Of the tenth rank Pain's the only way to Teach kids these days
Opened your eyes You've realized Talk back to me Your punk-ass DIIIIEEES!
ONLY ONE OF US WALKS AWAY x4
I'm all you'll know Where will you go Valhalla's gone With your soul
ONLY ONE OF US WALKS AWAY x2 ONLY ONE OF US WALKS AWAY (Walks the f**k away!)x2
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Jul 11, 2009 16:59:41 GMT -5
Post by Jeremy on Jul 11, 2009 16:59:41 GMT -5
i keep seeing this thread and thinking of the beatles song
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Jul 11, 2009 17:08:48 GMT -5
Post by mountair on Jul 11, 2009 17:08:48 GMT -5
God is no longer with us I wonder if he ever was
Use sound-clips for those two lines, repeat over droning guitar lines for about 9-10 minutes. Maybe throw in some keyboards or other instruments near the middle for the "climax".
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Jul 11, 2009 20:08:43 GMT -5
Post by Fyacin on Jul 11, 2009 20:08:43 GMT -5
Now I know where we are A filthy slum alley Surrounded by dark figures Grinning, snickering, drooling I can already feel the pain of 233 fists revenging 233 years of pain By our hands God is no longer with us I wonder if he ever was We're neither safe nor sorry Now I know thine pain A pristine mirror Twisting beneath the surface Wishing, cursing, praying Indecisive, reeling from escape These 233 years of lies recalling 233 years of false convictions God fears to be with us Though we fled from Him We're neither safe nor sorry. Blah. I LIKE IT. Why thank you. You write in such a different style then I do I didn't think it would mesh at all.
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Jul 11, 2009 22:42:37 GMT -5
Post by notavailable on Jul 11, 2009 22:42:37 GMT -5
God is no longer with us I wonder if he ever was Use sound-clips for those two lines, repeat over droning guitar lines for about 9-10 minutes. Maybe throw in some keyboards or other instruments near the middle for the "climax". I'LL PUT YOUR NAME IN THE LINER NOTES FOR THAT ONE.
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