Kalvsylta
06/16/09, 04:33 PM
Two songs I wrote.
Criticism welcomed.
Letters Turn
I dream of a world where I can live.
I dream of a place where I can feel.
Daily presence of a memory.
A shade of pain burnt in.
I dream of a life where I can breathe.
I dream of a feeling which I can feel.
Letters turn to figures.
Wood turns to ash.
One day I will be.
I will be alive.
This place turns out to be so violent.
This place turns out to be so mellow.
Give rise to hate. (Cause & effect)
Create chaos. (Lives in symbiosis)
It turns out to be so violent, mellow.
It turns out to be so breathing, alive.
Letters turn to figures.
Wood turns to ash.
One day I will be.
I will be alive.
End of Days
Another lie, once again.
Over and over, betrayed like never before.
Place the sacrifice inside my mind.
Then watch us all fall.
Then watch us all fall.
Judgement day!
The day of reckoning.
Wasted hours has come to end.
Count the names of the very few.
This is the end of days.
Lay the cards, fight the dream.
Over and over, on and on.
Please the memory of the broken one.
Then watch me rise.
Then watch me rise.
Reach over and fill the grave with tears.
Kneel down before the angel.
We will watch her fly away.
This is the end of days!
Judgement day!
The day of reckoning.
Wasted hours has come to end.
Count the names of the very few.
This is the end of days.
Criticism welcomed.
Letters Turn
I dream of a world where I can live.
I dream of a place where I can feel.
Daily presence of a memory.
A shade of pain burnt in.
I dream of a life where I can breathe.
I dream of a feeling which I can feel.
Letters turn to figures.
Wood turns to ash.
One day I will be.
I will be alive.
This place turns out to be so violent.
This place turns out to be so mellow.
Give rise to hate. (Cause & effect)
Create chaos. (Lives in symbiosis)
It turns out to be so violent, mellow.
It turns out to be so breathing, alive.
Letters turn to figures.
Wood turns to ash.
One day I will be.
I will be alive.
End of Days
Another lie, once again.
Over and over, betrayed like never before.
Place the sacrifice inside my mind.
Then watch us all fall.
Then watch us all fall.
Judgement day!
The day of reckoning.
Wasted hours has come to end.
Count the names of the very few.
This is the end of days.
Lay the cards, fight the dream.
Over and over, on and on.
Please the memory of the broken one.
Then watch me rise.
Then watch me rise.
Reach over and fill the grave with tears.
Kneel down before the angel.
We will watch her fly away.
This is the end of days!
Judgement day!
The day of reckoning.
Wasted hours has come to end.
Count the names of the very few.
This is the end of days.