Compilation (lyric, members, title, show, artist)

riseagainstrocks · 08-15-2005, 01:13 PM

Due to what hopefully will be a resurgance in meaningful post in the Song Writing Forum, I hvae decided to repost some of my favorite older songs a few new ones as well. This will show the range in which i write, from the strict rhyming style to free flowing spoken word.

My Knife Is In Your Side

My knife is in your side
The only path to revolution

Cloaked in the shadows the night my bride
I offer you supreme absolution

You've pushed it too far

Generations have lived in victory
Destroyed all they claimed impure
Can I believe in hope
When everything I see is contrary

I will not return this power
It's what is holding me together

So tonight, you better wear your funeral dress
Cause this one is to the end of an era

I always knew I'd be the last one to see you alive tonight

My knife is in your side

Antigone

The inflexible heart breaks first…

Before his jaws were sated with our blood all perished.

The long blade of the sun will descend on our bodies like the mist in the valley. We are but shadows and our hearts dust

Face to face in matchless rage
Sword to sword in night’s false promenade
Soul to soul in sightless age
Life to life without the day’s aid

Somewhere in the wilderness we found the shock of death in the joy of battle. Or maybe it’s reversed. We still feel nothing

They rose like a dragon behind him shouting war and he, the wild eagle, hurled insults against our carefully constructed walls.

I fell with a windy torch and struck the earth. Brothers in blood…alone however at the death. To thee to thee.

As an “Artist”, I’m officially out of ideas

Your hesitation will only make things worse, so for God’s sake stop trying. If we could have escaped it would have happened along time ago

I stare up at the ever-encroaching night and pray that someone still remembers my name.
Moonglow is not an acceptable radiance. I demand pure light. So please stop giving me pathetic substitutes.

Exactly what does let’s start over mean? You want to forget this? All of it?
Go right ahead. I already did.

Refer to me from now on only in past tense
I don’t live here anymore
I’m alive but not in the willing sense
How do you survive being so unsure?

Forced is it? Harder to look me in the eye? This is normal.

I’ve been here before

Don’t take any of this literally, it won’t leave the page, but than again, stranger things have happened.

Mine Eyes Have Seen The Night And It’s Blinding Me

The weight of our decisions
Is now like a tomb
So oppressive and yet
Liberating

I’ll suffocate if only to see
What I have missed and hoped for in my own dark way
1 million crying souls clawing up at me

my heart, it swells with emotion
and finally know the meaning of
truelove
in all its forms and mysteries

sundials and turnstiles
keeping pace

my eyes have seen the night
they’ve seen the roses calling me
empty markers point to the future
and they’ll hold the only pen

my eyes have seen the night
and its blinding me

There is death in questions

There is death in questions
Let it all work itself out

If you get involved there might be hell to pay
And where will you be when forever comes crashing

I found my true face in reflections I cast
Reflections I borrowed from some forgotten tome

If any of this sounds confusing it’s probably because it is

I have neither rhyme nor reason
To base this guess on

But all the signs point to the spot we’re standing on

Divinity is only around long enough in order to make us believers
And should we wonder loud enough, than something is bound to happen
Forgive me if this sounds to overconfident but it’ll probably kill us

Don’t get me wrong, its not like I especially wanted it to happen in this manner but staring back at a skeleton is a hell of a lot better than being the one hanging from that rope

Spitting Back Words With Just A Bit More Venom

We’ve reached the end my dear
And I’ve got the rope right here
Enough to hang you right where I want you

I’ll sing back your words
Now tell me how it hurts
To not have any recourse or grace

I’ll look upon you for the last time tonight
Hoping that what I’m doing can start to set things right
Loving the unloved can hurt so much some times
Lets rip the story from the headlines!

How could you think I’d help you?
Your head’s on my shoulder wanting some comfort

I’ll say it was the only way
And I won’t feel guilty or ashamed
I planned this every night I lied

I hope you can see
The scars you’ve given me
And so ends all your voiceless whispers

I’ll look upon you for the last time tonight
Hoping that what I’m doing can start to set things right
Loving the unloved can hurt so much some times
Lets rip the story from the headlines

To End It All

My car crash serenade
Reaches hollow ears
Reverberation of a note so bitter that
the panes of glass surrounding my already scorched heart shatter
a billion mirrors reflect the unholy glow given off by malicious fire
we’re streaking towards the sound barrier with no seat belts to speak of
this is our disaster. Lets embrace it.

Sketched Wondrous

Sketched wondrous, why doesn’t my paper reflect you accurately?
Drawn gracious, why can’t I see you in my image?

I lost all touch with you
We’re too far apart

Traced beauteous, what’s missing from this macabre masterpiece?
Portrayed innocent, how can I create something perfect?

I know now that,
Failure is a valuable experiance

Circumscribed masterful, why won't you fit in my picture?
Erased wonderful, I say goodbye

any critiques/praise/gripes are welcomed and appreciated.

riseagainstrocks · 08-17-2005, 01:34 PM

as much as i hate to double post...

bump

IamAlejo · 08-17-2005, 04:14 PM

Never read the "As an artist..." one, really liked that one. Actually quite a few new ones. Props to you, you put out good writing after writing.

phoenixflames · 08-22-2005, 09:25 PM

I like the title names. Good stuff. "To End It All" stuck out to me the most as far as lyrical content. I like poetical style of lyricisim.

08-15-2005, 01:13 PM	#1 (permalink)
riseagainstrocks Music Addict Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: DC Posts: 3,320	Compilation Due to what hopefully will be a resurgance in meaningful post in the Song Writing Forum, I hvae decided to repost some of my favorite older songs a few new ones as well. This will show the range in which i write, from the strict rhyming style to free flowing spoken word. My Knife Is In Your Side My knife is in your side The only path to revolution Cloaked in the shadows the night my bride I offer you supreme absolution You've pushed it too far Generations have lived in victory Destroyed all they claimed impure Can I believe in hope When everything I see is contrary I will not return this power It's what is holding me together So tonight, you better wear your funeral dress Cause this one is to the end of an era I always knew I'd be the last one to see you alive tonight My knife is in your side Antigone The inflexible heart breaks first… Before his jaws were sated with our blood all perished. The long blade of the sun will descend on our bodies like the mist in the valley. We are but shadows and our hearts dust Face to face in matchless rage Sword to sword in night’s false promenade Soul to soul in sightless age Life to life without the day’s aid Somewhere in the wilderness we found the shock of death in the joy of battle. Or maybe it’s reversed. We still feel nothing They rose like a dragon behind him shouting war and he, the wild eagle, hurled insults against our carefully constructed walls. I fell with a windy torch and struck the earth. Brothers in blood…alone however at the death. To thee to thee. As an “Artist”, I’m officially out of ideas Your hesitation will only make things worse, so for God’s sake stop trying. If we could have escaped it would have happened along time ago I stare up at the ever-encroaching night and pray that someone still remembers my name. Moonglow is not an acceptable radiance. I demand pure light. So please stop giving me pathetic substitutes. Exactly what does let’s start over mean? You want to forget this? All of it? Go right ahead. I already did. Refer to me from now on only in past tense I don’t live here anymore I’m alive but not in the willing sense How do you survive being so unsure? Forced is it? Harder to look me in the eye? This is normal. I’ve been here before Don’t take any of this literally, it won’t leave the page, but than again, stranger things have happened. Mine Eyes Have Seen The Night And It’s Blinding Me The weight of our decisions Is now like a tomb So oppressive and yet Liberating I’ll suffocate if only to see What I have missed and hoped for in my own dark way 1 million crying souls clawing up at me my heart, it swells with emotion and finally know the meaning of truelove in all its forms and mysteries sundials and turnstiles keeping pace my eyes have seen the night they’ve seen the roses calling me empty markers point to the future and they’ll hold the only pen my eyes have seen the night and its blinding me There is death in questions There is death in questions Let it all work itself out If you get involved there might be hell to pay And where will you be when forever comes crashing I found my true face in reflections I cast Reflections I borrowed from some forgotten tome If any of this sounds confusing it’s probably because it is I have neither rhyme nor reason To base this guess on But all the signs point to the spot we’re standing on Divinity is only around long enough in order to make us believers And should we wonder loud enough, than something is bound to happen Forgive me if this sounds to overconfident but it’ll probably kill us Don’t get me wrong, its not like I especially wanted it to happen in this manner but staring back at a skeleton is a hell of a lot better than being the one hanging from that rope Spitting Back Words With Just A Bit More Venom We’ve reached the end my dear And I’ve got the rope right here Enough to hang you right where I want you I’ll sing back your words Now tell me how it hurts To not have any recourse or grace I’ll look upon you for the last time tonight Hoping that what I’m doing can start to set things right Loving the unloved can hurt so much some times Lets rip the story from the headlines! How could you think I’d help you? Your head’s on my shoulder wanting some comfort I’ll say it was the only way And I won’t feel guilty or ashamed I planned this every night I lied I hope you can see The scars you’ve given me And so ends all your voiceless whispers I’ll look upon you for the last time tonight Hoping that what I’m doing can start to set things right Loving the unloved can hurt so much some times Lets rip the story from the headlines To End It All My car crash serenade Reaches hollow ears Reverberation of a note so bitter that the panes of glass surrounding my already scorched heart shatter a billion mirrors reflect the unholy glow given off by malicious fire we’re streaking towards the sound barrier with no seat belts to speak of this is our disaster. Lets embrace it. Sketched Wondrous Sketched wondrous, why doesn’t my paper reflect you accurately? Drawn gracious, why can’t I see you in my image? I lost all touch with you We’re too far apart Traced beauteous, what’s missing from this macabre masterpiece? Portrayed innocent, how can I create something perfect? I know now that, Failure is a valuable experiance Circumscribed masterful, why won't you fit in my picture? Erased wonderful, I say goodbye any critiques/praise/gripes are welcomed and appreciated. __________________ One note timeless, came out of nowhere...

08-17-2005, 01:34 PM	#2 (permalink)
riseagainstrocks Music Addict Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: DC Posts: 3,320	as much as i hate to double post... bump __________________ One note timeless, came out of nowhere...

08-17-2005, 04:14 PM	#3 (permalink)
IamAlejo Muck Fusic Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Virginia Beach Posts: 1,575	Never read the "As an artist..." one, really liked that one. Actually quite a few new ones. Props to you, you put out good writing after writing. __________________ a man, a plan, a canal, panama

08-22-2005, 09:25 PM	#4 (permalink)
phoenixflames Something That You're Not Join Date: Apr 2005 Location: Cold And All Alone Posts: 475	I like the title names. Good stuff. "To End It All" stuck out to me the most as far as lyrical content. I like poetical style of lyricisim. __________________ ----------- I'm the lead singer and bass player for the band The Ascent (And Decline) Of Terrion. Yay for me... We're from Ohio. Yay for us... www.theascentofterrion.com Be our friend on MySpace