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Violence
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Hallo, dieser Text entstammt einer unendlichen Sammlung von etwa 160 Stk, die ich während meiner Karriere in div. Metalbands geschrieben habe und keine Verwendung fand. Ist er wirklich schlechter als ich dachte?
Lasst euch von der Form nicht abschrecken: Meine Texte sind fast alle aufgebaut, wie Gedichte (meine Band in der ich am längsten gespielt hab hieß auch Poetry) aber dass klappt ganz gut und so sind sie einfacher an die Musik anzupassen.
Fight
The walls around are closing in
Feels I dont fit, there in my skin
Nights tearing the day apart
And on the ground there lies my heart
The alcohol cant calm me down
My whole shape is a heartless frown
Mirrors throw a smile at me
Fists wipe them off dont like to see
Whats wrong with life, what looks like hell
Bones crack glass it sounds like a bell
Realize cant make it fall
I just can punch it off the wall
Between spilnters sticks my hand
Blood drips, pain wakes, the smile is banned
Inside somethings crying loud
Banging the door Im running out
Dark clouds spit rain, it veils my view
Dim light illusions, nothings true
There in front this man I see
Hate welcomes my worst enemy
With clenched fists in the pouring rain
Waiting for wicked game called pain
My hands rise up to his eyes
Tonight I want to seal demise
As fingernails dig through his skin
I feel Im something strange within
Pure hate and blood running wild
What I face turns into a child
Stars fall down vision of the end
That girl grows, now its my girl-friend
My hand stops, heart sighs a roar
Does man call this the total war
As I try to cut off her smile
The world changes to strange exile
A room of glass shining black
Mirrors Im at home I am back
Now her shape turns into me
A voice crying: kill what you see
Insane raging left to right
The smile is back the smile that died
Now way out Im trapped like a rat
This scene turns into something mad
Its real thats no wicked dream
No nightmare, I cant wake and scream
Back to the wall, tears in my eyes
I play that game I throw the dice
Bleed you smile that wont be gone
Until today the fight moves on
I dont fear alter or ego
Why should I fear what I sure know
Hell, this fight will leave no trace
Til one of us grins without face
Lasst euch von der Form nicht abschrecken: Meine Texte sind fast alle aufgebaut, wie Gedichte (meine Band in der ich am längsten gespielt hab hieß auch Poetry) aber dass klappt ganz gut und so sind sie einfacher an die Musik anzupassen.
Fight
The walls around are closing in
Feels I dont fit, there in my skin
Nights tearing the day apart
And on the ground there lies my heart
The alcohol cant calm me down
My whole shape is a heartless frown
Mirrors throw a smile at me
Fists wipe them off dont like to see
Whats wrong with life, what looks like hell
Bones crack glass it sounds like a bell
Realize cant make it fall
I just can punch it off the wall
Between spilnters sticks my hand
Blood drips, pain wakes, the smile is banned
Inside somethings crying loud
Banging the door Im running out
Dark clouds spit rain, it veils my view
Dim light illusions, nothings true
There in front this man I see
Hate welcomes my worst enemy
With clenched fists in the pouring rain
Waiting for wicked game called pain
My hands rise up to his eyes
Tonight I want to seal demise
As fingernails dig through his skin
I feel Im something strange within
Pure hate and blood running wild
What I face turns into a child
Stars fall down vision of the end
That girl grows, now its my girl-friend
My hand stops, heart sighs a roar
Does man call this the total war
As I try to cut off her smile
The world changes to strange exile
A room of glass shining black
Mirrors Im at home I am back
Now her shape turns into me
A voice crying: kill what you see
Insane raging left to right
The smile is back the smile that died
Now way out Im trapped like a rat
This scene turns into something mad
Its real thats no wicked dream
No nightmare, I cant wake and scream
Back to the wall, tears in my eyes
I play that game I throw the dice
Bleed you smile that wont be gone
Until today the fight moves on
I dont fear alter or ego
Why should I fear what I sure know
Hell, this fight will leave no trace
Til one of us grins without face
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