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  • Nameless Words

    I'll post my lyrics in this thread from now on.

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    Hello and welcome! I would like to share the pain
    Pour the vibrating blood in a goblet as I decimate your veins
    Raise your hands my friends, it’s a toast in honor of the sad and harmless
    As we all shed the blood of our mothers in the childhood of the fatherless

    Murderous the alcohol and the white powder in front of a child eyes
    The oracle predicted it my poor infant your parents will die
    They died inside as the sin overwhelmed their pride and their good will
    I rip my flesh off, I extirpate my bones, I mutilate my heart and I feel

    Alive or dead, this torture is false like the smile on my face
    You are the infants of god, that’s why the demon is bringing haze
    They say we all equal but how can we be?
    They say love make you blind, but I say its misery

    I drink this toast by respect to those that I admire
    To all the friends of mine that went through eternal fire
    To all those that used to see me grow, I’m sorry I left you and I feel ashamed
    That’s why I keep you everyday in my prayers and to this I say amen.
    Last edited by Vinnie P; 05-14-2009, 01:54 AM.

  • #2
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    Sometimes I walk on this track of life with a backpack full of inconvenience
    I feel strong no matter what, but when I am unleashed I have this problem called disobedience
    I walked for so many years but I feel like I only lived for a couple of miles
    Because my pace is always halted by people asking me where is your smile
    I wonder myself, why so serious
    Maybe because when I smile I believe I suffer, it is delirious
    That’s why maybe when I have a plain face, it is simply me smiling
    But for real, my heart is scarred, because I had and I still do
    Live without a paternal support, its boiling inside, but I try to stay cool
    And I am sincerely sorry that you had to say goodbye to an angel so early
    And I feel your pain mate when you announced me your bad news
    What is the purpose of these rhymes, I don’t know
    I simply had to take stress off my chest,
    Thanks for listening

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    • #3
      Lyrical Architect Keystyle

      Lyrical Architect


      I am a lyrical architect building up every word, crushing them with metaphors crust
      Emphasizing every line, counting every meter, exposing my nerves at my own cost
      But what happens when, in the middle of a lyrical creation
      My vital instruments are deteriorating, how am I suppose to live up to the expectations
      My pen is simply decorating the table and my white paper is now grey because of the dust
      My mind is torpid and every rhyme is showing my rust
      My thoughts are overtaken by the deadliness
      The doctor says it’s an illness feasting in the boredom fest
      Someone mostly fired a torpedo and didn’t invited me in the nest
      I used to be so mystique, emotively describing the night
      I used to be so in love with the adorable naturally gorgeous ecstatic lady
      I used to write her love letters and serenade them under her balcony
      But someone must have sealed me in a cave with no light
      My inspiration is long gone and I force my self to write
      I am a fallen soldier cursing this miserable fight
      I don’t build wonders anymore and I can’t even build a card castle
      That’s why I put my pen down and in a sordid fire I burn my paper
      For how long I don’t know
      I just need to find myself again.

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      • #4
        Storm Pt.2

        Storm Pt.2

        I sit solemnly in this grey and wretched room
        I contemplate this lifeless flower starving for some light to exhale her perfume
        I feel like I have been sitting for ages now watching the leafs turn from a colourful green to a morbid orange
        I even witnessed the mighty sun struggling to illuminate the morning

        But what is the purpose of my waiting when love turned into a hateful bliss
        When a warmth kiss, sign of adoration, is a prognosis to something amiss
        Our romance is a vague mist enveloped with an unbearable myth
        And in this grey and wretched room I solemnly sit

        Remember when there was a storm. I valiantly took all the rain bullets for you
        Even when the tempest tried to devour me, I naively stood my ground for you.
        Truly I stood my ground for something I never really wanted
        That’s why I turn my back now without regretting it

        I made a proper burial for the flower and the memories that you gave me
        And I serenely tried to put a believable end to the present
        But no matter how we try, we still can see
        That no matter how broken our love is, we adore each other and we can sense it.

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        • #5
          Insanity

          Insanity

          Dear father, would you shed a tear if I die tonight
          Because sinister dreams are hunting my creativity, polluting my mind
          Would you come to my funeral, I want to see that you did care
          I am just another lost soul and I never wanted to end up like this I swear

          I succumbed to the deliciously poisonous smell of deliria
          My eyes are bleeding torture within the sleepless nights of insomnia
          And insanity is a luxurious dish of everlasting desire
          Before I overindulge a dose of psychosis, father light up a fire

          Light up a fire to illuminate the dusky path, the anticipated guests are coming
          Like the light in the dark, they are pleasingly roaming
          Sleep is coming with a lullaby and so is his cousin the death
          Life is in a very vigorous mood today, she may share some breath

          Let the celebration begin, the guests are here at last
          Life showed me the beauty of the universe it is so vast
          Sleep chased away insomnia, while death showed me the angels and the devil
          Good news father I will not die tonight but my madness reached a whole new level

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          • #6
            Untitled Keystyle

            Untitled Keystyle

            I’m stir crazy hooked up on drug medicine like a pyromaniac addicted to fire
            I inhale the gasoline and pour it all over your foundation to create a devil’s night satire
            So while narcolepsy reside in me, I’ll distract the night with matches and lighters
            I’ll be the only light in the dark consuming myself to the dust and resurrecting as Michael Myers
            But yo, one night out of two I’ll be a rapist soaring in the air
            On the second night I’ll simply be smoking waiting for that hot girl to strip her from the clothes she wear
            But I don’t want to visit the nightmares with my dick hard waiting for a bitch to strangle
            I just want to be that weird stranger who dismantle his arm and let the meat tangle
            Cuz i’m wildly distorted with my ninja sword battling the troll and the dragon
            Its incredible how i am lost, collecting medicine pills, rusted needles with them bums on the moving train wagons
            But back to my dismantled arm, i like my drugs raw a step before o.d.
            Yea these lines are a déjà vu, sue me
            I sprinkle some white powder inside my arm and spatter it with alcohol
            Let it stream through my blood course and let my cells taste a whole
            New experiment, and as the psychedelic demons give me this exaltation
            I get into an orgasmic trance with the goddess and her sexual adulation

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            • #7
              Perfection

              Perfection

              Come with me as I lace this agonizing magic
              Like a gargoyle protecting the cathedral with vibes that are so enigmatic
              I progress like your blood streaming through the river and yet I’m static
              They said perfection shall not exist
              That is why they crippled me until I could not smile and I could not resist
              I murdered them, I choked them and ripped their flesh off with my bare hands
              They took what was mine: perfection
              Now I’m a sinner walking in the heavenly lands.

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