Alex Huffman
07/23/05, 11:20 PM
Here are the lyrics to my band's songs thus far:
Blood Has Been Shed:
Another wound to break my skin
Crimson drops will fall
Each drop that falls shall bleed me dry
I try, I suffer, you stab me
I bring my honor, my duty
Living by the cold steel blade
You suffocate my hope
Blood has been shed
With passion I bleed
With honor I die
In spite of all of this
I carry on, I carry on
Crimson sunsets fade to black
With honor I die by the blade
Your hand dripping crimson
And my blood has been shed
Black Eyes and Burial Shrouds:
Exacerbate this silence
This violence shall recede
Your fatalistic tendencies
Have blinded you to the truth
But still I stand, unflagging in demeanor
Praying that one day you will return
Indeed I lament my mistakes
But you fail to accept your own
Exemplifying weakness and meaningless pride
You can't imagine how I've suffered
But now your blood runs cold
And all you can do is smile
From heart to heart, ear to ear, you bleed
And my conscience is all that I have left
Between the Dead and the Living (A Dialogue in Verse):
I lost you
I watched you fall
I've found you
Where have you been?
You should have known where I was all this time
After all, you did this to me
It was that night, after prom in your car
You packed a flask to celebrate throughout the night
You Never gave me the chance to say I'm sorry
But I am so sorry for what I did that night
We drove so fast, on straightaways and hairpin turns
You didn't see the botany lying straight ahead
It was too late, I was thrown too far
And now I have nothing left
Upon the Reign of Tyrants:
as the empire crumbles
after a tyrant's reign
he sees a scarlet sunrise
and he knows the end is near
the sick man is dying
his power will recede
the corps have weakened so
this land will surely bleed
he will watch it crumble
and he will shed a tear
he views the empire's decline
he knows the end is near
as blood fills the roadways
he reaches for his sword
he sees his village burning
he knows the time has come
in his final hour
his naion is reborn
he sees a bright horizon
his life shall be restored
The Harvester of Souls:
I see him in the distance, the soldier on his horse. He is blind to the phantom, that was his first mistake. So concerned with this battle, he shuns his own fate. He ignores the spectre, it shall bring his downfall. His blood will paint the ground, a scarlet plasma there in his place. He fails to understand, the lore shall realize.
I know the lyrics sound really metal, but we are more metalcore. Let me know what you think or if you have any suggestions.
Blood Has Been Shed:
Another wound to break my skin
Crimson drops will fall
Each drop that falls shall bleed me dry
I try, I suffer, you stab me
I bring my honor, my duty
Living by the cold steel blade
You suffocate my hope
Blood has been shed
With passion I bleed
With honor I die
In spite of all of this
I carry on, I carry on
Crimson sunsets fade to black
With honor I die by the blade
Your hand dripping crimson
And my blood has been shed
Black Eyes and Burial Shrouds:
Exacerbate this silence
This violence shall recede
Your fatalistic tendencies
Have blinded you to the truth
But still I stand, unflagging in demeanor
Praying that one day you will return
Indeed I lament my mistakes
But you fail to accept your own
Exemplifying weakness and meaningless pride
You can't imagine how I've suffered
But now your blood runs cold
And all you can do is smile
From heart to heart, ear to ear, you bleed
And my conscience is all that I have left
Between the Dead and the Living (A Dialogue in Verse):
I lost you
I watched you fall
I've found you
Where have you been?
You should have known where I was all this time
After all, you did this to me
It was that night, after prom in your car
You packed a flask to celebrate throughout the night
You Never gave me the chance to say I'm sorry
But I am so sorry for what I did that night
We drove so fast, on straightaways and hairpin turns
You didn't see the botany lying straight ahead
It was too late, I was thrown too far
And now I have nothing left
Upon the Reign of Tyrants:
as the empire crumbles
after a tyrant's reign
he sees a scarlet sunrise
and he knows the end is near
the sick man is dying
his power will recede
the corps have weakened so
this land will surely bleed
he will watch it crumble
and he will shed a tear
he views the empire's decline
he knows the end is near
as blood fills the roadways
he reaches for his sword
he sees his village burning
he knows the time has come
in his final hour
his naion is reborn
he sees a bright horizon
his life shall be restored
The Harvester of Souls:
I see him in the distance, the soldier on his horse. He is blind to the phantom, that was his first mistake. So concerned with this battle, he shuns his own fate. He ignores the spectre, it shall bring his downfall. His blood will paint the ground, a scarlet plasma there in his place. He fails to understand, the lore shall realize.
I know the lyrics sound really metal, but we are more metalcore. Let me know what you think or if you have any suggestions.