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City: Providence
State: Rhode Island
Country: US
Signup Date: 2/20/2006
Monday, March 30, 2009 

Current mood:  chill
Category: Music

This Sea is Ours

If these waters were to speak, my god...
you know that they would tell a tale of treachery
each wave would sing along to the death song,
their melodies are all too familiar....
Rise or burn, your god wont save you now,
stand and fight or die...
And as their flag begins to burn, we take the ship, we take their lives,
now walk the captian to the plank, screams of horror drowned out by cheers...
Forsaken me, lead me astray, for the drink will be my resting place...
Rise or burn, your god wont save you now
We set sail for the seas unchartered,
and take the wealth of their travels,
worlds unseen by eastern eyes,
with the drop of the anchor, it shall be ours....
As we coast through these oceans, we hear them speak,
the ghosts of the past are close behind,
take a moment to look around... you will see now that the sea is ours...
We set sail for the seas unchartered,
and take the wealth of their travels,
worlds unseen by eastern eyes,
with the drop of the anchor, it shall be ours....
RISE OR BURN!
We found the white room

We found the white room, it took forever
(it was painted red by those who've bled)
With memories fading, their not worth saving,
(all you think about is yourself)
You cant forgive them, you cant forget them,
all the words you said to all your dearest friends...
And now its over, with straps that hold her
(with padded walls and one window)
clean white sheets to match the walls
(all messed up at the foot of the bed)
With tears in her eyes, she stares out the window at night...
while the midnight blues and invisible lighting reveal the stars that come out of their
hiding....
In her mind it plays over and over again,
in her dreams she will butcher another friend,
she cant sleep for fear of bloodshed again,
open your eyes baby, the white walls have turned to red
open your eyes baby, or tomarrow you'll be dead
And now its over, with straps that hold her
(with padded walls and one window)
clean white sheets to match the walls
(all messed up at the foot of the bed)
In her mind it plays over and over again,
in her dreams she will butcher another friend,
she cant sleep for fear of bloodshed again,
open your eyes, the white walls have turned to red
open your eyes and you'll be dead...
DEAD
 
The shepherd takes the lead

I hate your voices discordant sound,
screaming around, about and loud,
to thoughtless youth, its pleasuring yeilds,
and takes from cities, towns and fields,
to sell your freedom for deadly arms
one mans greed puts all in harm,
and when ambition's voice commands,
to march to fly and fall in distant lands....
To me it talks of everything,
to me it talks of thoughts gone wrong
I hate your voices discordant sound,
pretending our courage will make you proud,
into the valley of the shadow of death,
we will fight til' our death until we have nothing left...
and all that misery's hand bestows,
to fullfill what all of humanity knows,
we march at first light and morning dew,
only the brave and only the few...
only the few
To me it talks of everything,
to me it talks of thoughts gone wrong
(thoughts gone wrong)
to me it talks of empty words, leading us, his final herd,
whether we live, or perish in pain, i hope in your heart,
lies our bloodstains...
to me it talks of ravaged plains, burning towns and dark bloodstains,
mangled limbs and dying groans,
widows tears and orphans moans
the shepherd sends the sheep in the darkness,
where nasty wolves hide in the shadows,
the shadows which hide the ultimate battle,
between man and machine, and personal struggle....
 
The Fatal Gift

We stand apon these shores awaiting death and misery,
we hear the battlecry and march into darkness,
what will come of us? we'll let our swords be our guide,
now close your eyes, and remember our oath...
we stand today, with the fire burning within our hearts,
this blood we shed will never be in vane again,
We storm the battlefield, and feel the wind at our backs,
killing ones who once thought they were immortal,
as blood drips down my face and foe,
they'll learn now that noone lives forever!
they see their rivers running red,
these ashes black my eyes again,
our flame will burn your bridges down,
and ignite your soul....
(your soul)
we will never speak of this, you and i,
for we will be rendered cowards now.
we will bury our faults, bury them all...
now as the time comes for us to take a stand,
hold it close to your hearts,
for we are warriors led by a cause,
our gift is our lives, our lives.....
we will never speak of this, you and i,
for we will be rendered cowards now.
we will bury our faults, bury them all...
Before this final blow to end your life, look me in the eye,
your life was meaningless, you're pitiful, now die in shame...
It Takes a Tragedy

I once sought after something i always had in my hands,
i was to blind to be, to selfish to see what was sitting in front of me,
with the temptation of lust, i threw away all of your trust,
for one night that will never be worth it...
An apology for what ive done wrong
(im sorry i cheated, i cant take back the pain)
after all ive done, your trust stayed strong
(i swear on my grave, ill never hurt you again)
I dont want the last memory be that i messed up,
i dont want the last memory to be that i hurt anyone,
im sorry for all the lies and the stories,
i swear its not me, my god please leave me be...
with clear realization i firmly determine that any way i speak,
will show only the true signs of victory, any and all
any and all
An apology for what ive done wrong
(im sorry i cheated, i cant take back the pain)
after all ive done, your trust stayed strong
(i swear on my grave, ill never hurt you again)
I lost my arms when i tried to reach you,
and i lost my eyes when i tried to see you,
i lost my ears when i tried to hear you,
and ill lose my legs when i walk ten thousand miles my dear,
for you
 
Lyrics for  "we found the white room", "it takes a tragedy", and"The shepherd takes the lead" written by matt miranda
Lyrics for "This sea is ours" and "The Fatal Gift" written my Jordan Stevens
 
C.2009
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