NIOO
10-30-2006, 03:00 AM
Hey, I'm pretty much a n00b to forums but this one seems like it will come in handy if my lyrics get any attention. I could really use some crits because I haven't performed my songs in front of people just yet. I mainly want to know if the lyrics are so abstract that one can't extract any meaning out of them... meh I'll stop rambling.
vI:
He walks through the joys of life and he sees
Nothing but shame binds his feeling side.
He sleeps with tumult and wakes to silence
Only hears, “no other way”.
vII:
Listens to voices now, addicted, to their sound
Sweet words of the unclear.
Contradicting, separative, speaking on righteousness
Leading every thought astray.
C:
When I inhale the sands of circumstance
It’s you I see
For you I dream
Before you lay yourself down, blade in hand, (know)
It’s you I need and
It’s me you’d bleed
vIII:
Brightness of atemporal, being sears his hand and mind
Turns away, reclusive.
Sings a psalm, hoarse in voice, the wretched sound of things he’s seen
Wants to plea but, exchanges for today.
B:
Takes his life into his hands, broken knife falls to the ground
Every trail faced, disintegrating now.
Lawful living, unforgiving, spoken as from fiery brush
Painting on his face, a blinding seal of benevolence.
vI:
He walks through the joys of life and he sees
Nothing but shame binds his feeling side.
He sleeps with tumult and wakes to silence
Only hears, “no other way”.
vII:
Listens to voices now, addicted, to their sound
Sweet words of the unclear.
Contradicting, separative, speaking on righteousness
Leading every thought astray.
C:
When I inhale the sands of circumstance
It’s you I see
For you I dream
Before you lay yourself down, blade in hand, (know)
It’s you I need and
It’s me you’d bleed
vIII:
Brightness of atemporal, being sears his hand and mind
Turns away, reclusive.
Sings a psalm, hoarse in voice, the wretched sound of things he’s seen
Wants to plea but, exchanges for today.
B:
Takes his life into his hands, broken knife falls to the ground
Every trail faced, disintegrating now.
Lawful living, unforgiving, spoken as from fiery brush
Painting on his face, a blinding seal of benevolence.