some doom/gothic metal lyrics..
humm, i wrote this about a year and a half ago. this is just the first part of 5. and i'm thinking of turning this into maybe a 7 or 8 track album. 5 songs with these lyrics, and the other remainder tracks would be just instrumentals. and it would turn into a concept album. i'm just posting the first part, to see how you guys react. if you like it, then i'll post the other parts. and i highly doubt you're understand what i'm writing, so do read the translation. and mind my spelling...
he gave to her
what he gave everyone not.
a blessing or a curse?
she know it not.
a twain was it?
she saw it not!
how she begged for it
he gave it not.
he gave to her not the lack of innocence;
siren he though of her,
yet turned it down, she did.
'to walk, and not dragged',
she demanded and got;
unlike others she cared of the most.
the serpent that delivered,
the bloodiest of the blood fruits,
was the serpent that dared keep her to-morrow.
for the blood fruit took her anguish away.
alas, darkness consumed her,
albumen her skin.
he demanded from her
to heal his hunger,
to take the rats from his kingdom,
to sing him the melodious lullabies,
before the cock crewed and awed them to sleep.
he kept her close
no harm laid upon her from him
yet the closed walls of his nature,
and the lack of Apollo
make her ill.
she sees it not,
for she feels them eyes of his,
his greed belittled her more and more,
and the desire of his soul,
grew to the oceans and then grew to more,
till nil meant no longer a mere number.
the books had him in the superiors light.
yet none that whispered that of the shackles
that he kept her under.
to-morrow is to-morrow and that is to to-morrow and to-morrow,
she thought as her hands weighed more and more...
oh, was he really doing me good?
giving me food every now and then?
by naming me slullion?
the kindest and wisest of all!
oh, was he really the greatest of them?
he doth not see the grass grow!
oh, his terms of their estate.
can my weakest hands cease of the majesty?
an assay to and for, an assay in vain.
Hark! thou treats me more than a blind friend,
then thou treats me more than a def friend,
then thou treats me more than a mute friend
thou dids't worse tragedy,
than thou tragedienne name talks!
thou stole me from the heaven-kissing hill,
and thou still stay secret fro your friends,
the first and last under his estate.
confess thyself....but thou cant be hunged.
thou art protected by armour.
thou eat maggots, while noone else can!
thou tell others to do your work!
thou ask for more, and more thee get!
thou innococenes from poison, yet not mine you have, my blood thou wount have!
thou shadow my people, but out of lower rank!
woe to thou who's wrath so big for a thing so small!
let me ones cut off thy nose!
thou possess all that is knave!
yet thou still the kidest of them all....
alas! alas! alas!------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
the order of the sins, as they appear are
the basic story line is that the king was jealous of the gods, so he kidnapped a daughter of the Greek Gods, and kept it secret from everyone. the Gods donít know where she is. the people think she is some peasant. and this is the first peasant that the king has. no one knows her identity. he fell in love with her, and also respects her in his castle(like he listens to what she has to say to him and stuff), but she ignores him. she hates him because she sees that he does all the seven sins(as i believe that a LOT of the kings did, and still do). and she also hates him because she was from 'the heavení kissing hill'(the home of the Greek gods) and she is getting sick in the 4 walls of the castle. and yet normal people are still in love with the king...
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