your lyric...

Morpheus

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Hi Folks,

i wonder if some of you are writing their own lyrics, maybe poems or whatever.

Maybe you wanna give it to the best here, :) . So let us make a lyric thread!

Cheers Morpheus
 
resist you never could you never will bare my soul for a moment of delusion blame it on the past catching up to take the glory without substance selling someone elses soul to take you further falling deeper into false stealing heroes you dont realise the shit youre in for once its come around again so exercise your right to run your right to ruin...
 
silent sighs and noisy sights, petty lies make fake brain dies. big black months, theater, unconscious war mothers. how lame could it be, trying to make blind mongs see. you can never ever get gold out of stinking coal. kangaroos showing greed, chopped their tails, let them bleed. suicide masquerade, candy pills, plastic blade. how lame could it be, betrayed yet it's [almost] funny. how come you thought such morons were worth all these mental diamonds. how lame could it be, it took all this time but finally. love is like a smelly armpit - if it's not like yours, you can't like it.
 
what i wouldn't give
what i couldn't give away
its just this song
just this music
you know i can't live
i can't live
i can't live
without it
 
TrenCh Of LiEs

Loosen chest into a splinter
Harassed sandstone on the road
Inside a halted life
On a well bestowed by others
Unopened closed door
Sleepy on what was seen
An unfinished speech
In this trench of lies

Listen the wind denying
Inside of ourselves breathing
Dressed with cold clothing
With the emptiest of souls
Laying in the side
of the road which denied our truth
In this trench of lies

As one our echoes shall scream
With the sound of lost wars
Shelter of one cave
A place without sun
on this trench of lies

Life with each passing day
Becomes more tiring…
Crumpled black paper
Emended cold silence
Infant already without childhood
Drying in the ruthless sun
of this trench of lies

Whatever you may do
Will count
In our escape from this
Trench of lies
 
HOPE
So many unknown roads untaken
so many iced paths that will lead us to fire
Wisdom falls as the heart is scratching
for a place where heaven's joy is there again

Memories hiding in the shades
Unwept tears flow in the stream of time
Retreating from all the pain that life offers
We seek our new fears to drop us back to the line

The night is fading...
New born rays paint the horizon in the colours of the dawn
All the cold in our hearts is now melting,
as our childhood dreams
start to shine again in our eyes...

And hope welcomes her long lost children
And hope never gives up on us
In the back of our mind
In the sweet velvet field of the heart...

And if i died one night
If my skin still bleeds
from the unmending scars
If all i need is your love and nothing more
i"ll find my nest in the warm arms of hope...

(Sorry for the size ;) )
 
here is one..

her ethereal glow pierces through the orchard
an orchid flower whose petals seem to outline
the essence of life, love, and hapiness...
as i fall into dusks embrace, her face echoes
Echoing through my head, my soul...
the tress weep, the forest gleams of sorrow
a taste of true and unbridled passion
as i lurk in your shadow, i caress ur face,
I am nothing but a cool unwarranted breeze...
my only wish is to hear ur laughter, laughter
to be suceeded with tears of joy...
the harvest is near, and twilight will blanket
these eyes, but let nite, nor longing, cloak these eyes
from ever watching you glow!!...
hours which seemed like minutes, day which seemed like seconds
my tears hit the page, the moonlight dries them as they flow
through these very words...will i ever see you? one can never know
one can only hope...a thin dream ive chased for sooo long
presents itself in the very essence of guiding wind
the void just a little smaller, if only for those few mins...
I shall retire this proclamation, or this declaration
of feeling...
I long for our abode amongst the stars, to free us...
i embrace ur hand, and peer deep through your eyes, so we go..
through the enchanted realm...morningrise peaks through the clouds..
our stars gone, evapoarted as if tears upon eternity...
will we ever have this chance again again?, or perhaps even this
dance again...in the open field of the orchard, i dance with her...
as morning settles, i am left with nothing, dancing alone, embracing
nothing but air, she too is gone...forever...at my feet lay the orchid
as i kneel i feel her presence...i whispered laughing and crying at once..
"love is eternal, and so are these words..." as the three words rolled
of my tongue...the petals scattered by the wind..a new day has dawned
of an eternity i shall spend lurking these shadows...forever
 
how's your friend, Glass? does she remember? is she now angry that you're getting better? twelve months ago i think i met her, she changed her name and dyied her hair. i'm glad i've been a wall and pretended not to hear the call. now my shame becomes my pride. hey, i was sincere, now i can swear. all this time i wasn't sure of the suit i had to wear. actually autumn was grey but as the tip of your finger it slightly turned to red. one step forward, i grew older. i'm glad i've been a wall and pretended not to hear the call. and my pride becomes my shame. i didn't know what was going on. it takes time to surrender. i may die with regrets and hope nothing comes after. i'm glad i've been a wall and pretended not to hear the call. now my shame becomes my pride. i'm glad i've been a wall and pretended not to hear the call. and my pride becomes my shame. now my shame becomes my pride and my pride becomes my shame.
 
Stony and grey is this whore
And long are the days in this morgue
Where god is a wall
Where god is a wall to look upon

Legions and hordes
The seas have been torn
And buildings remain where they fall
 
The pirogue crosses the sea of corpses. Red and polluted. Rabid fishes born from the hands of god, devour and the last remained entrails of the dead. Absolute despair, misfortune ....For all of us. Mother earth became Medousa and she is poured out from the foams of the oppressed blue lake of our imagination and reproduces the wind of contrition who's blowing in the art galleries and the neverending corridors of the mind. Caravans draw their course against the windstorm that splits the desert in two. Nomads vainly raise their hands up to the sky. The mouths from the mules have been bugged from their thirst, in their lips has been stucked salt with tar. Women dressed in black, with their sorrow paint mournful harps in the night sky
that take the place of the constellations, they 're gigantiated in one and only epitaph that determines the fate of humanity.They dance around the dried well of life, embroider with their voices
hymns and throw their faces with anger in the wet ground screaming "No more tears for us!!!". God shall be back...So many nights alone in the pearly paradise that he created, he was feeling humans so far away as we feel the falling stars in the night sky. But the urn will be broken again and will unite the sea of earth and the seas of the sky bringing paradise in the middle of the dead ocean for the last battle. Angels of autumn with yellow leafes for wings, with etherial violet violins play the symphony of life against burned demons who in their hands squeese the bodies of dead,raped mothers. The sun is raising and seting endlessly, leaving behind the east sea a gold and black tail and a purple one above the plains of the west, forests are being created and destroyed, civilizations of future fade out in the light of mid-day . People stand still with their look in their chest they feel time abandon them, their screams cannot be heared, they feel their ancestors and sons as part of their self, all the things they've done on earth become one with the picture in their mind , mind is growing, with sprouts, trunk, branches, becomes a tree that is united with the root of the tree of gnosis of good and evil, leading man to the absolute knowledge, enlightement, the whole understanding of his existence, extinguishes his body in the running whirl of earth's ground , hurling the terrified souls either in paradise or abyss...
 
Clean neck, burnt ears...dragons wet tongue,
Burnt out kidney kids kitchen gonna die old,
Dutchess of anger sends me off it,
Lobotomy prophet kisses dodgy socket and is fucked off about it,
Arse implant trough kills off about 600 goths,
Bienvenue puff has had enough and cuts off his tuft,
Narcolepsy Ben seeks men for his dirty den in Jerusalem,
Lord of darkness shits in his ma's coat pocket,
Im addicted to beer, Im addicted to tea,
but who put their dick in my coffee?
 
the way to you

is everything lost then?
everything that once has been
each tension disintegrated,
that cleared the way to you

a lonesome emptiness that lives inside of me
it is burning me every new day
I don't think of our past anymore
the ignorance of agony has let my heart grew colder long ago

Yet, what do i have to recognize then?
which words to hear from you?
which light must burn me?
which truth my senses have to disturb?

and I escape back into my dream
flee into infinity
what is lost, no longer can return
without your will, I'll remain unheard

you can still see me
I looked at you solidly
then, I closed my eyes
and fate snatched me from you

and so I went out empty
without light or mind
and never I betrayed my tears
that I have loved so much
 
Black is White


I do not know what it is
I do not know what I want
Who I am
I do not know what is life
and what is death
I do not know Black and neither White
What should I know?
Love?
The light is not white!
I see it laughing!
For knowledge is power!
Do you know something?
 
MY HOPE ABOUT SHIT

There is a fly inside my head, it flies around, it's trapped inside...
Sometime the fly shits in me empty head.