A quite heavy metal hero.
Your living the dream,
your future's allready been,
but nothing you can do,
spiralling out from deep within.
Your life flashes before your eyes,
the movement hidden within cry's,
a darkness so pityless you have found,
nobody told you its contained in sound.
A terrible noise coming out from from your guitar,
I could notice from afar,
an awful tone, moronic drone,
now you watch us from a throne.
You the self appointed king,
even before you start to sing,
a rebel, or so you say,
a rebel against harmony.
A sound to make the world end,
you fool yourself it's heaven sent,
but its just an `orible noise,
youd think our ears were just your toys!.
d.white 2007
Last edited by Esaz666 : Jul 16, 2007 at 04:28 AM.
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