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rhymarhyma WRITERS’ MENTOR (500 + posts)
Posts : 549 Join date : 2011-08-11 Location : Denver, CO
| Subject: Liquid Walls - Act 1 Fri Aug 12, 2011 5:42 pm | |
| The demon, the demon, the demon is near I'm screamin' as I'm dreamin', but nobody can hear I'm flying, and trying, to show no fear I'm crying as I'm dying but I shed no tear He's coming, coming, he's coming to take me The humming of the drumming is starting to shake me He dons an odd facade as he's trying to wake me My God, dear God, please don't forsake me Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me my sins I live and relive the way it always begins "False idol is my title" he says as he grins Homicidal, suicidal, crazy haunting violins He's reaching, reaching, he's reaching for my throat Liars preaching, tires screeching as a car avoids a goat A man's daughter's on the water and she has no boat He brought her to the slaughter just to see if she would float He says "Drink, drink, drink up my friend." I think I'm bleeding ink as I battle to the end Brand new tattoo's are on the mend Truly confused as I start to descend Down, down, down, how far down can I fall A clown wears a bridal gown, short and tall I yell, trapped in hell, "God, break this liquid wall Open this cell, remove this spell, that is alcohol!" The stallions, the stallions, the stallions ride fast The battalion wears medallions; God's army, at last Swords drawn, on and on, the heroes are cast A new dawn to dream upon, or will I relive my past But the beast, the beast, the beast has his own hordes He's unleashed the deceased, and now they're moving towards the underground battleground, swords strike swords Round and round they surround the army of the Lord The clashing, the clashing, the clashing grew long Steel slashing, teeth gnashing, right versus wrong The undead plowed ahead, throng after throng but the angels never fled, instead they stood strong 'til one by one by one they fell 'til none but one stood up to hell to fight the blight, and dispel the spell and shine the light bright in this dark place I dwell The fighting, the fighting, the fighting finally ended I started writing and rewriting things I never comprehended God's plan began when my virtue descended But how can one man's life be defended by the love, the love, the love of One Why such love from above, after all I've done Why break my chains and ease my pains with a battle won Why contain the rains, and warm me with the sun I was blessed, blessed, blessed in observing the contest, the quest for a path that was curving by a love so whole, so unswerving that He should save a soul most thought undeserving Twelve years, twelve years, twelve years to the day that the tears and the fears, they all went away I now stand as the man I was meant to portray with this band so grand, in this life that's but a play Where I perform, perform, perform undeterred Now I reform and transform to the sound of The Word But I'll never let myself forget the bloody opera that occurred When the armies met, on this very set, in this theater of the absurd |
| | | Lora SITE ADMINISTRATOR
Posts : 5907 Age : 53 Join date : 2011-07-26 Location : Southern CA
| Subject: Re: Liquid Walls - Act 1 Fri Aug 12, 2011 5:48 pm | |
| - rhymarhyma wrote:
- The demon, the demon, the demon is near
I'm screamin' as I'm dreamin', but nobody can hear I'm flying, and trying, to show no fear I'm crying as I'm dying but I shed no tear
He's coming, coming, he's coming to take me The humming of the drumming is starting to shake me He dons an odd facade as he's trying to wake me My God, dear God, please don't forsake me
Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me my sins I live and relive the way it always begins "False idol is my title" he says as he grins Homicidal, suicidal, crazy haunting violins
He's reaching, reaching, he's reaching for my throat Liars preaching, tires screeching as a car avoids a goat A man's daughter's on the water and she has no boat He brought her to the slaughter just to see if she would float
He says "Drink, drink, drink up my friend." I think I'm bleeding ink as I battle to the end Brand new tattoo's are on the mend Truly confused as I start to descend
Down, down, down, how far down can I fall A clown wears a bridal gown, short and tall I yell, trapped in hell, "God, break this liquid wall Open this cell, remove this spell, that is alcohol!"
The stallions, the stallions, the stallions ride fast The battalion wears medallions; God's army, at last Swords drawn, on and on, the heroes are cast A new dawn to dream upon, or will I relive my past
But the beast, the beast, the beast has his own hordes He's unleashed the deceased, and now they're moving towards the underground battleground, swords strike swords Round and round they surround the army of the Lord
The clashing, the clashing, the clashing grew long Steel slashing, teeth gnashing, right versus wrong The undead plowed ahead, throng after throng but the angels never fled, instead they stood strong
'til one by one by one they fell 'til none but one stood up to hell to fight the blight, and dispel the spell and shine the light bright in this dark place I dwell
The fighting, the fighting, the fighting finally ended I started writing and rewriting things I never comprehended God's plan began when my virtue descended But how can one man's life be defended
by the love, the love, the love of One Why such love from above, after all I've done Why break my chains and ease my pains with a battle won Why contain the rains, and warm me with the sun
I was blessed, blessed, blessed in observing the contest, the quest for a path that was curving by a love so whole, so unswerving that He should save a soul most thought undeserving
Twelve years, twelve years, twelve years to the day that the tears and the fears, they all went away I now stand as the man I was meant to portray with this band so grand, in this life that's but a play
Where I perform, perform, perform undeterred Now I reform and transform to the sound of The Word But I'll never let myself forget the bloody opera that occurred When the armies met, on this very set, in this theater of the absurd Oh, look! A quatrain. And a pretty dandy one, I might say. |
| | | rhymarhyma WRITERS’ MENTOR (500 + posts)
Posts : 549 Join date : 2011-08-11 Location : Denver, CO
| Subject: Re: Liquid Walls - Act 1 Fri Aug 12, 2011 5:56 pm | |
| Darn it! I should have spaced it. Thank you. |
| | | JimmyA PENCIL PUSHER (26-50 posts)
Posts : 26 Age : 62 Join date : 2011-08-14 Location : Orchard Park NY-near Buffalo
| Subject: Re: Liquid Walls - Act 1 Sat Aug 20, 2011 4:43 pm | |
| 16 years sober myself' It all made so much sense when i was DRINKING. God Bless You Battle on Bro |
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