2007-02-02, 04:26
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Supreme Metalhead
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Join Date: Sep 2002
Location: In the light of the Necroshine
Posts: 688
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Alright then...
Here is a new one.
The title I have for it I don't like, so no title for now.
Come one and all in Sunday best
So comes the greatest human test
The art form to which all must bend
The pride and joy and end of men
Come all ye faithful to the sabbath of war
Everyone's welcome, saints, martyrs and whores
Where all will be punished, the innocent too
And none will be spared, save an unlucky few
And though I walk through the valley of death
Its to the gallows I see its black shadow stretch
I stand kneep deep in the blood of my flock
And in my shallow grave, I shall no longer want
Come take communion in single file
The goosestep in time with a salute or "zeig hile!"
Say forty "sig sauers" and cross yourself
Then in snarling benediction, unleash Hell
Our numbers are many
Composed of the few
Who fight in the trenches
And lie in the pew
The bloodshed we find
Flows like a wine
And runs like a river towards the end of time
And though I walk through the valley of death
It's to the battlefield I see its black shadow stretch
I stand knee deep in the blood of my flock
And in my shallow grave, I shall no longer want
Beyond these churchouse doors made of battlescarred steel
I know awaits my enemy
And though it can't be true, due to his heathen views
I'm told he looks alot like me
The bloodshed we find
Flows free like a wine
And runs like a river towards the end of time
And though I walk through the shadow of death
Its to the battlefield I see its black shadow stretch
I lay face down in the blood of my flock
Here in my shallow grave, I shall no longer want
2007 STAIKY music
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Stand your ground behind the times
And refuse to follow fashion
Write your poetry in anger
And then sing it with a passion
Painted faces in a circus
Images they brings to mind
When I read my Penny Dreadful
Filled with pictures of your kind
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