Showing posts with label song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label song. Show all posts

Friday, June 15, 2018

The Song of Khyre

In the undying lands is a city so bright,
that the grass and the trees shine with radiant light,
and the sun and the stars bow down at her grace,
and the will of the Goddess watches over that place.

At the peak of the Mount Khyre where all life was born,
is the will of the Lady, the Queen of the Dawn.
When the world is besieged by the Osphur's disgrace,
the will of the Goddess watches over that place.

At the throne of the All-Mother light is reclaimed,
evil is cleansed and terror unnamed.
Where the heavens and earth share one time and space,
the will of the Goddess watches over that place.

-o0o-

Sunday, June 04, 2017

The Hollywood Song

Remakes, rehashings, recycles, and sequels
TV spinoffs and the requisite prequels
Anthologies, trilogies, flop and a hit
Hollywood's constantly brimming with shit

-to the tune of "my favourite things".

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Animus of Hope (Song, mostly unwritten yet)

we are the children of the anarchy
we are not purchased by the dirty lie
so unafflicted by serenity
you sing to puppets like a lullaby
we're not undone by your iniquity
it's not our job to see you gratified
you are undone by our ability
to wave our hands and leave you mystified

we are the animus of hope
we are the tempered steel
we genuflect to neither king nor pope
we are the grease that turns the wheel

you were the chains around our very necks
to keep us down and so you prayed
your gods would keep us your subjects
but we're the exsanguinating blade
you made us into your inhuman objects
at least, you thought, that we'd be swayed
and ran to cash your bloody cheques
for debts you hoped would never be paid

we are the animus of hope
we are the tempered steel
we genuflect to neither king nor pope
we are the grease that turns the wheel
we are the macroscope
our anger is the only thing you feel
you're a forgotten trope
we'll be all that's left that's real
we are the animus of hope
we are the tempered steel
we genuflect to neither king nor pope
we are the grease that turns the wheel

-o0o-

Saturday, January 09, 2016

Breathe (a new song, and my best song I've written in ages)

Please follow the link to the song I just wrote and recorded on Soundcloud: HERE

Okay, one of my best (or at least my favourite) songs I've written in ages. Certainly channelling my inner Aimee Mann.

Breathe - Approximate Lyrics (I tend to mess them up):

I never knew what it would cost
And I could say the same for you
I guess we both were just lost
In a lonely game meant for two

CHORUS
Breathe me in
I breathe the same
We’re just rats racing round
The same track again

So you found another bed
And I later found one too
And since our love was long over
It shouldn’t have meant that much to me and you

CH

So I guess that’s how it goes
A simple kiss to dull the ache
Another lie we tell ourselves
Till goodbyes show up our mistakes

CHx2

-o0o-