Crimsonpunk
08-04-2005, 06:41 PM
These are songs i wrote a little while back for a heavier band i was doing vox for. Iv'e been thinking of re-using them mabye in a softer format. Any crits/suggestions would be much appreciated.
Ker-unch
Verse one
Cast aside and classified,
Like sight through glass eyes
No right to feel fine.
Cut a hole so deep and blast wide
Mastered fast tides, to sweep away now.
Unsaitable urges
To break your satisfied smirking
Wake to surge with hate
Protected by ignorance
Let's raise the stakes- see you impaled
Chorus
And i am too wrecked too care
We are, too wrecked to care
I see you there, too dead to care
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Devil dance-
(Watch) As you line your numbers, in alphabetical order
(Wait) As you put them in a row and shoot them one by one
(And they Fall) As you put your numbers, in alphabetical order
(Wait) As you put them in a row and shoot them one by one and they fall
(Defeat) Just solace for you losses
(Heat) Iv'e never been so phucking cold in my life
(You) Were more me than i ever was
and i can't compete
Chorus
Wer'e not phucking slaves
In your twisted 8 machine
I'm no Phucking hero, but i'm no zero on your paycheck
And i won't die to save your name
Some are written to keep the flow of the music going, sort of 'live' lyrics, if that makes any sense. Again, appreciate any comments.
Btw- '8' is used as a metaphor for society in general, like a sort of infinite vicous circle
Cheerz
Demus
Ker-unch
Verse one
Cast aside and classified,
Like sight through glass eyes
No right to feel fine.
Cut a hole so deep and blast wide
Mastered fast tides, to sweep away now.
Unsaitable urges
To break your satisfied smirking
Wake to surge with hate
Protected by ignorance
Let's raise the stakes- see you impaled
Chorus
And i am too wrecked too care
We are, too wrecked to care
I see you there, too dead to care
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Devil dance-
(Watch) As you line your numbers, in alphabetical order
(Wait) As you put them in a row and shoot them one by one
(And they Fall) As you put your numbers, in alphabetical order
(Wait) As you put them in a row and shoot them one by one and they fall
(Defeat) Just solace for you losses
(Heat) Iv'e never been so phucking cold in my life
(You) Were more me than i ever was
and i can't compete
Chorus
Wer'e not phucking slaves
In your twisted 8 machine
I'm no Phucking hero, but i'm no zero on your paycheck
And i won't die to save your name
Some are written to keep the flow of the music going, sort of 'live' lyrics, if that makes any sense. Again, appreciate any comments.
Btw- '8' is used as a metaphor for society in general, like a sort of infinite vicous circle
Cheerz
Demus