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Pretty simple, Post your Lyrics here. Also, Post what Genre its supposed to be as it gives a better idea of their style (don't have to) Now, Im no lyrical Genius, but I like writing shit [B]Folk metal - The Condemned[/B] [quote] Twas Back in 1674 On leave with the Crew I was Enjoying me' a whore When the Call Came Through We were to sail to land unknown In the Forbidden Zone The Crew Where' Uneasy An' I where afraid The Forbidden Lands were ghostly A Place to make your grave Death was our fate To The forbidden lands To See the Pearly Gates With our Comrades in our hands No one to Return But we never learn So my Friend, Prepare for the end For we are condemned We Argued Against But it was clear we had no say We were dispensed To set sail the next day A week, we hit the border A day after, The Shore I Gave the Order We didn't need the ship anymore In this foreign Place With its black sands Dead Bodies, With Terror on their face Lie victims of the land No one still Sane They Scream into the Rain So my Friend, Prepare for the end For we are condemned We found a Cave Safe from the Storm A future Grave For we met the Swarm Hideous Beasts Beginning a Feast On the tortured men I knew my death was then I drew my Sword For Death be a Final Word I charged at the swarm And watched the Red Demon form I gave it the good news This creature had killed many crews It went limp The Bloody Wimp Five Survived But almost deprived We ran screaming Wishing we were Dreaming To the ship! (Screamed) From That land The ship unmanned Except for one deckhand To spread the warning Of the Forbidden land All but a Myth Except for the Fifth The one who lived To warm of what the beast did So my Friend, This is our end For we are condemned[/quote] Like I said, No lyrical Genius Also, if there is already a thread for this, im a dunkarse

Never tried writing lyrics. Won't until my band gets an original downpat. I reckon I'd be terrible though.

I have alot of lyrics but I'm not sure about putting them up here, don't want them to be stolen :v:

[QUOTE=MrJazzy;30539688]I have alot of lyrics but I'm not sure about putting them up here, don't want them to be stolen :v:[/QUOTE] Same here, I wrote a shitload of lyrics on a 10 hour drive a couple of days ago, wouldn't show anyone else than bandmates for the life of me!

RAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There's my Lyrics

Never tried before, but here's a song I wrote with all my heart and soul: [sp] It's an instrumental [/sp]

It's Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday.

Ah screw it, here's a song I made a while ago, but I don't think I'll do anything with it anyways. It's about partyin and fun :v: Lights are low, time is late The drinks are on, feeling feint On one hand, it’s a real pity But they all seem to do alright I’m sitting next to a friend of mine An hour ago he was doing fine But he’s had way too much to drink And probably won’t stand the night And I wonder, when will the morning come Cause I ain’t got nothing to do But sit around, thinking of The times when all was good I wonder if anyone’s watching me Cause nobody can hardly see They’re all busy making love Half of em, don’t know with who I wonder what made them wish for this Was it the animal in their abyss But it’s not strange when you let go of yourself And you don’t care about what you do And suddenly the morning begins to come And the people start to fall And I wonder if the good times Were ever, here at all Now someone’s sleeping on the floor People, he won’t drink no more Cause he’s one drink from passing out And two from expiring Now I’m still doing just the same And folks don’t think that I’m that lame Cause they’ve got problems of their own And some can’t even think And when the evening start to come The same thing goes on, my friend And you wonder about the good times Will they ever come again

These are kind of my unfinished lyrics. These are my some of my first attempts. This one doesn't flow very well, but I like idea of an indestructible self aware robot who has to live until the earth dies. [code]A man walks the earth, but is he a man? They built him long ago, such ambitious plans They say he has intuition They say he doesn't fear Product of man's ambitions God seems to have dissapeared He has no heart or mind yet is he blind? does consciousness run clear? They say he has no soul but what is a soul? can he touch, feel, and hear? --------------------------------- I cannot recall the day I was awoken I cannot recall how many years my eyes have seen I cannot recall the day they all faded away Stranded on this gray planet once green. Although my shell is not of normal means I can swear that I am not just machine my mind is of code it seems, but was theirs not too? ---------------------------------- The infection came, it spread like fire Chaos consumed their race The missiles were launched, blood rose higher Their screams left no trace[/code] Yeah that is unfinished, pretty corny also in my opinion. This one I wrote down on paper but I am going to just type it here. This one takes place in the same world as the first one just this one takes place in the last city left standing. The city was a massive, tall, futuristic metropolis, with buildings dating back to the 20th century hidden within the forest of massive tall gleaming towers and floating upper levels that house the citizens. The city is now a, decayed, and largely unexplored habitat that now belongs to nature, and holds the last batch of humankind who like to explore the city. The song is supposed to revolve around a man trying to find a church or castle of some sort that holds ancient treasure. [code]The castle lies silent in the middle of the storm A massive city, long past from the time it was born long forgotten, it's blocked how long will it be until it's secrets are unlocked? Only some of old remember where it stands Hidden in a mass of towers once populated by man But that time has passed and only few survive Living in a dead metropolis the year: 3425 (yeah yeah inspired by 2112) I am another descendant explorer of these lands Through gray paths and alleyways a map unfolded in my hands.[/code] so I have yet to finish that one as well. I am just starting with this so tell me what you think. I also wrote another one about a lone old man taking shelter whiten a rusty, creepy, old factory. Outside the factory are some unknown creatures, or people. I have to find that one and type it down here.

I was reminded of Iron Man by Black Sabbath so many times while listening to that. Especially the "is he blind" line

I was visiting in africa two months ago My goal was to see all those wild animals Most excited I was when I came close to elephants They were so big and somehow so scary Something happened when I snapped a picture Three elephants surrounded me One of them ripped off all my clothes Second elephant came on me and started to spread my buttocks With its huge trunk I screamed in agony when I felt it started to shove up my ass Third elephant forced me to take its giant cock in my mouth I sucked like a whore while I was assfucked by elephant trunk After all it wasnt too bad at all It took only about ten minutes and cock in my mouth started to cum Extremely huge load of elephant sperm filled my throat and Spurted allover my face I was completely fucked up, but elephants had one more thing to do All three of them huffed and puffed shits on me Then they left me alone with my ripped asshole I'll never go to Africa again :suicide:

Electro/industrial/EBM something like that. I cooked this up in about half an hour. [code] a flood with no control a beast that can't be tamed an extension of one's self for those who can't be named nameless shameless brainless hide in the ISP free speech for each and when there is a breech I fight for me what is at my finger tips I get by cracking and hacking defenceless code facing upwards whoever is attacking faceless gutless spineless hide in the ISP balls to the wall this information is for all I fight for me not knowing what is out there the moth that is in the fire what is in the spider's web binary kids for hire stiring up the hive this thing is alive just try to survive this digital life [/code]

Some of my best lyrics. [media]http://soundcloud.com/pepin/dumb[/media] [code]Got my friends Got my friends On a Saturday morning Listen to me Cause I ain't somebody You want to be So let me see How this train is coming a wreck It's like if I stared in Shrek Baby baby, take a rain check Until you swab my poop deck I am your lord That's your reward I think you've scored Chill up your spinal cord So give me thanks I'll be filling blanks And taking them to the bank And maybe you'll join the ranks Got my friends Got my friends On a Saturday morning I be growing plants And getting grants As the crowd chants They all look like ants So give me the mic You can dislike My style unless you're a dyke Or are uptight You'll be getting a bone When you see me in stone Oh, now I'm in chrome Your mouth full of foam So put on your smock And come to floc To the king of rock I'll put in you in shock Oh I love you You're the best Oh I love you Don't get dressed Oh I love you Feel my breast Oh I love you You take my breath Oh I love you Oh I love you Oh I love you Oh I love you Got my friends Got my friends On a Saturday morning[/code]

Disregard this post.

[QUOTE=Still Alive;30833516][release][b][h2]Tom Sawyer by Rush[/h2][/b] A modern-day warrior Mean mean stride, Today's Tom Sawyer Mean mean pride. Though his mind is not for rent, Don't put him down as arrogant. His reserve, a quiet defense, Riding out the day's events. The river And what you say about his company Is what you say about society. Catch the mist, catch the myth Catch the mystery, catch the drift. The world is, the world is, Love and life are deep, Maybe as his eyes are wide. Today's Tom Sawyer, He gets high on you, And the space he invades He gets by on you. No, his mind is not for rent To any god or government. Always hopeful, yet discontent, He knows changes aren't permanent, But change is. And what you say about his company Is what you say about society. Catch the witness, catch the wit, Catch the spirit, catch the spit. The world is, the world is, Love and life are deep, Maybe as his skies are wide. Exit the warrior, Today's Tom Sawyer, He gets high on you, And the energy you trade, He gets right on to the friction of the day.[/release][/QUOTE] HAH you wish. I guess if you wrote Tom Sawyer than I wrote Thick as a Brick. NOW WHAT.

[QUOTE=BenJammin';30835974]HAH you wish.[/QUOTE] Ow I was dumb, I mistook this thread for a ''post lyrics of a random song'' thread.

I come up with snippets, and then I imagine these intensely long songs around these snippets. [release]But he spoke too soon, and the man in the moon Smiled as the darkness did fall[/release]

[QUOTE=Still Alive;30835991]Ow I was dumb, I mistook this thread for a ''post lyrics of a random song'' thread.[/QUOTE] Still great lyrics though, Neil is my favorite lyricist, but everything after Moving Pictures seemed really preachy. Hemispheres probably has his best lyrics, that and Natural Science. [editline]2nd July 2011[/editline] [QUOTE=hugarh;30821520]I was reminded of Iron Man by Black Sabbath so many times while listening to that. Especially the "is he blind" line[/QUOTE] I had black sabbath in mind when writing that. Except I think Iron Man is supposed to be evil while my robot guy is good natured. If I ever try to revise and continue it I will show that.

Here I sit, broken hearted Sat on the toilet and only farted

I found that in a toilet at the Leaning Tower pizza in Tallahassee Florida. After some amount of time, they covered it with a poster, but it's still there, behind a poster.

I wrote lyrics for my band before, but they sucked so we didnt use them :saddowns: I can't find the piece of paper they were on though. Hopefully someday I'll get better at it.

[code]Benji, the red-eyed stoner Had some very tasty weed And if you ever saw him, Your bowl would be filled with green All of the other mormons Used to laugh and call him names *like a pot head* They never let poor Benji Join in any mormon games *like the Bible* Then one smoke filled four twenty A pastor came to say: "Benji with your pot so nice, Won't we light a bowl tonight?" Then all the mormons loved him As they were smoked out with weed *cough cough* Benji, the red-eyed stoner, You'll go down in four twenty![/code]

You just love 420-ifying holiday songs, don't you?

I even recorded this one. [media]http://soundcloud.com/pepin/the-rasta-man-is-coming-to-town[/media] [code]Don't you dare pass out You better be high Better have pot and I'm telling you why The Rasta man is coming to town He rolls a joint And licks it twice; Always finding out who's smoking something nice, The Rasta man is coming to town He sees what you are you're smoking He knows just how it tastes He knows if it is swag or dank And he knows if shit is laced Don't you dare pass out Your gonna get high Go get your pot and I'm telling you why The Rasta man is coming The Rasta man is coming The Rasta man is coming To toke[/code]

This is me just writing down a new song between these code tags :P. [code]Lamp fade night's shade soothing breeze of air A walk down the street With tired feet Quiet, atmospheric Moon in the sky Clouds pass it by The stars shine through A black emptiness Stark loneliness A sidewalk just for me Just for me Just me [/code]

I write lyrics all the time. They'll never be used in a band, because I'll never be in a band, but I write them anyways. I generally also compose them. Let me dig up a few. I tend to write really long lyrics, for longer songs. Don't really believe in long solos or instrumental interludes. The style I write in changes a lot. [b]Dissolving[/b] [i]Gothic Metal (think the title track to In Flames' [/i]Come Clarity.[i])[/i] [quote]Watch the streams of time flow by Behind a pane of frosted glass Watch the children grow old and die And still live in the past Time Is just a matter of perception Time speeds up, time slows down But we’re always in it, like an addiction We can’t make time stop No matter how hard we try It seems to only stand still For the loved ones who’ve died I remember the day The last day of my life I remember your last words Before the day I died You said you hated me You never wanted to see me again Well you got your wish Though it fills me with shame Watch the roses wither and die And the mothers kiss their children goodbye There is a season to all things And all seasons must end I stand in the stream but I don’t get wet I’m always falling, but I never descend Time keeps going as the world keeps revolving As surely as death, I am dissolving Stare at your picture one more time Can feel nothing but remorse The fact you no longer wanted to be mine Only makes it feel so much worse So I suppose you got what you wanted I always glowed inside when I saw you smile I just wish it didn’t have to be this way Myself I still revile I’ll never understand why things happened that way Nor will I understand what was it that made you say Those things that day I remember the day The last day of your life You ran crying to the door And said this is our final goodbye No more playing, no more lies Anything left of our love had died Started the engine and you drove away Never again to see the light of day Watch the roses wither and die And the mothers kiss their children goodbye There is a season to all things And all seasons must end I stand in the stream but I don’t get wet I’m always falling, but I never descend Time keeps going as the world keeps revolving As surely as death, I am dissolving With you here beside me I couldn’t say I was something But without you here now I can say for sure I am nothing Drifted so long in the black waters of sadness You were my guiding light to the heart But now that you’re gone I retreat to the madness My guiding light has gone out, and my world is dark Watch the roses wither and die And the mothers kiss their children goodbye There is a season to all things And all seasons must end I stand in the stream but I don’t get wet I’m always falling, but I never descend Time keeps going as the world keeps revolving As surely as death, I am dissolving Watch the children grow old and die And the young lovers say final goodbyes There is a reason to all things Though they may sometimes lay obscure I stand in the ocean and my lungs collapse Fall in a stupor, fall in to relapse As my light dies out, the world keeps revolving As surely as my love for you, I am dissolving [/quote] [b]At World's End[/b] [i]Power metal (think Dragonforce)[/i] [quote]Standing high above the world All the metropolitan people below me My vision stretches out to horizons’ end Yet I am unable to see A darkness lurks at the edge of my vision A terror that I can not bring myself to face A nightmare so absolute, unbreakable A terror that I can not bring myself to face Chasing, through darkness Chasing, through silence Chasing, through blackness Why won’t it let me be? Chasing, through absence Chasing, through stillness Chasing, through dimness Why won’t it let me be? Running head over heels Running for my life Running, running But from what, I cannot say. Running as fast as I can Running without looking back Running, running Can’t get away. It has caught me in its steel talons Holding me down, holding me back Forcing me to see, forcing me to see I am defenseless and unable to attack The visions it is bringing to me Are terrifying, absolutely terrifying My blood turns chill as my heart stops beating I can see through its fiery eyes Armageddon, decimation of a species And I know that now I stand At world’s end. Standing high above the world All the metropolitan people below me My vision stretches out to horizons’ end Yet I am unable to see A darkness lurks at the edge of my vision A terror that I can not bring myself to face A nightmare so absolute, unbreakable A terror that I can not bring myself to face Chasing, through darkness Chasing, through silence Chasing, through blackness Why won’t it let me be? Chasing, through absence Chasing, through stillness Chasing, through dimness Why won’t it let me be? Running head over heels Running for my life Running, running But from what, I cannot say. Running as fast as I can Running without looking back Running, running Can’t get away. I am standing at world’s end I am standing at the brink I am standing on the edge of reality I am standing, I am falling I am falling over the edge At world’s end. [/quote] [b]Fragments[/b] [i]Technical death metal (think Decapitated)[/i]. [quote]A thousand faceless faces For the serpent that can’t be slain The hydra above all our lives Sever the head and it grows again A thousand faceless faces For the control-domination device The serpent’s tongue is forked silver A snake charming the snake charmers You can not fight it An incredible Juggernaut of strength infinity You can not defeat it Like a phoenix it rises from the ashes of its demise A thousand faceless faces The same words splintered a thousand times To the point of incomprehensibility of truth All that’s left are hollow lies A thousand faceless faces For the serpentine God A thousand faceless faces All but one are wrong Follow the prophets preaching fractured scripture Their God is the true path to peace and rapture All a thousand faces of the same spiritual entity Every one a shard of the fragmented deity A kaleidoscope of misinformation Words are skewed by refracting light Bouncing off the facets of the shattered glass Of the true deity all claim to worship Wage war against each other Preaching redemption with sword as catalyst Convert the heathens, the unbelievers Who believe in the same God as you Your power grows weak as you continue to spread Like cells you replicate through means of split and divide But every time you deviate you further obscure The truth of the original words of your holy divine The scriptures you preach are manufactures Devised for the betterment of personal ideals The God you preach is not the God you preach to But a skewed manipulation toward meager means A thousand faceless faces For the serpentine God A thousand faceless faces All but one are wrong Follow the prophets preaching fractured scripture Their God is the true path to peace and rapture All a thousand faces of the same spiritual entity Every one a shard of the fragmented deity We all live in a kaleidoscopic universe A thousand fragments of lies to every truth It is not our place to judge beliefs But it is ours to call out corruption and deceit The God you worship weeps The God you worship weeps[/quote] I really wish Facepunch had those neat spoiler buttons you can hide text in that you can press to toggle what's hidden behind them that most other forums have. I hate taking up all this space in a post because people see and it just go "tl;dr" and skip it entirely. :smith:

[QUOTE=Gmod4ever;30839323]I write lyrics all the time. They'll never be used in a band, because I'll never be in a band, but I write them anyways. I generally also compose them. Let me dig up a few. I tend to write really long lyrics, for longer songs. Don't really believe in long solos or instrumental interludes. The style I write in changes a lot. [b]Dissolving[/b] [i]Gothic Metal (think the title track to In Flames' [/i]Come Clarity.[i])[/i] [b]At World's End[/b] [i]Power metal (think Dragonforce)[/i] [b]Fragments[/b] [i]Technical death metal (think Decapitated)[/i]. I really wish Facepunch had those neat spoiler buttons you can hide text in that you can press to toggle what's hidden behind them that most other forums have. I hate taking up all this space in a post because people see and it just go "tl;dr" and skip it entirely. :smith:[/QUOTE] These are pretty awesome, I would probably never be able to write stuff like this especially at this length. Well, at least not without practice.

i wish i was a dolphin often, swagbizzy sick you;re simply coughing counterfeited louis v shits i'm ricky rawsing becky black fucking up your friday, andy kaufman southland, pig shit, pacing thru your district 408 correlates to desi kids and sick chips solid flow, all i know's i'm ace with the heuristics always on point kid, bagel shit to mystiks meta, deepa, lamping with orisa or catch me copping hella mocha grandes from baristas no time for lousy rappers brandishing the cheeba in the manner of khalifa all like "man this shit's sativa" yeah, no doubt i gets it in though got the hot fire like i'm dylan or a pinto kid you couldn't see me if you bought a wider window you aint got no urkels on your team so why your wins low? i wish i was a dolphin not a fish but more a porpoise orca or a southern right whale, no white whale, no captain ahab white male, no life jailed in abu ghirab hating ass haters better can it like a brine shrimp shout my boy variant, his name is hard to rhyme with i'm fine with eating other rappers like i'm heimlich bug life, thug life, catch me reading crime lit pour one out for stig larsson bin laden, smoking em out like cig cartons you ain't gonna make it as a rapper, keep LARPing and invite me to your party if you need some cheap arson doggie keep barking at me see just where it gets ya lesser cats bitin my swagger nikola tesla ego got galaxies and shit in tow, kepler kindly do not hollerate until your flow is stepped up

More of folk death metal, Maybe like amon amarth. As such with the winter's tide A cold autumn day, among trees years old A last ode to the fallen in the wicked lie A last breath before you will die An echoes' call throughout the waves A back breaking labor, Of the slaves Of the winter's echo cold night, A real reason to live, to feel alive Awaken all ye heathens Of the cross infected lands Awaken all ye demons Arise by my wicked hand Awaken all ye hellions Once again draw breath, Awaken all ye broken With the memory of death As the echoes ring of the demented As the march returns of the wicked As such is the demented and the disturbed, I promise you I will return The winter's cry of hyrms lost helm A wicked winter engulfed these realms As so demented as the dead did lie The earth itself began to die Ascent to descent the civilization rise, A slow death to the world of man A great but beautiful demise, All by my wicked torn hand A shallow echo through the skies A question to ring as to why A final call to those who've died, So Awaken all ye heathens Of the cross infected lands Awaken all ye demons Arise by my wicked hand Awaken all ye hellions Once again draw breath, Awaken all ye broken With the memory of death, Take this world by storm, By the word of I loke's breath.

[quote]Theres Fountain Pen on the Chinese Men Theres Chinese Men on the Fountain Pen Theres Fountain Men on the Chinese Pen And a bushel of God in the lion's den and a cockerel for every hen There's fountain men on the chinese pen the sunbeam jumps down your throat and you know from the hurt that you've found the Ghost sunrise shining down like a message of hope through your throat through your throat through your throat I. Am. The leader of Kings I. Am. The winner of things I. Am. The blood stained priest I. Am. The Chaos he brings I am the peyote I am not your god I am your god's god fear me dote me I am the truth they buried in your gut that flies through the matrix punches through your matrix [/quote] just freewrote that. That's the sort of lyrical work we put into our music at least. It's all about freeform and spontaneous words.