I wrote these poems/lyrics for a friend's punk band. The last set of lyrics are for a more psychobilly sound.
A life we live
A price we pay
Fight a war
War without reason
Life loss due to a humanity's treason
Taxes payed to a system irresponsible
Tainted with greed
Our salary cut, to fuel their need
Their need for more, more, more, more, more
Your brother, your, mother, your Father, your son, daughters sent
On your bill, to fight, for a cause a cause to bleed innocence
For our corporate machine, soldiers die, lives left in remnents
We must stand. Stand for humanity
Reason with logic and sanity
Take the stand.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Born into the light
Now darker than nights shadow
Feelings of hope
Damned and hallow
Changed all in my world
What would be
Is lost to me
What life would be like
If not locked in your sights
Your honesty
Lost at sea
Raised by a shrew
Whose truth is over used
Completely abused
My trust in life was MIA
Now shot to shit is KIA
Never knew myself
Fell to the sadistic relief of capture
My existence caught in shards
Of broken dreams
My future caught in barbs
Used and Abused
The Hierarchy of word
Not to be changed by truth.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
(first part is spoken as if in a recruiting station...fades into song)
Recruiter 1-Our quota is low this month
Recruiter 2-What do you think we should?
Recruiter 3-Hit the High Schools. Kid's with mediocre grades, no hope of a decent job, college or a decent life for that matter. Hell how about the drop outs. It's not that hard for them to get a GED
Recruiter 1 & 2- Sounds good.
No future, no life. Learning the meaning of strife.
Hit the streets and pave the way,
to a life worth the penny dropped by A corporate whore
the American Flag, The man standing proud
A Faade of pride, Lays behind much sensless gore
Pay checks are good, health benefits great
Free room and food, paid vacation and travel to the tropics
Just sign here. Your life is ours, we'll shape you nice.
All you got to do, is spare your life for the states
The corporations will be pleased with their profits
But you don't need to know that.
Die, for false rights,
Cry for fallen brothers,
If you survive, all is well and strife none
For your psyche is gone.
Who is that, but a friend's head blown?
His wife and kids to you their pics he had previously shown
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The piercing scream's
the bellowing howl's
Shattering me bowel's
The blood is spewing out of nowhere
It's evil purest in form
Why it is here is so unclear
My life I fearrrrrrr will be slain
For......It's that time of the month again
The only thing I fear
3-6 days of hell
That's 3x6 666 The The full moon possesion
It's that time of the month again
What to do I need protection
Speaking in tongues my lovely gone hella bloody
I should be able to please her I think
After all I am a lufftenent in the Red Wing Commandos
The moans the groans
Yet pleasure does not please her
My dick red with tarnish
It's that time of the month again
she'll be slicing me nuts for garnish
A compliment, made in the heart I spill
To her an insult made in ill will
I dare say dear mom I won't be there on anymore holiday season
Soooooooo tell my lil bro bill,
A werewolf, a demon, a butcher of my semen I have been killed!
It's that time of the month again
Sent here from hell for my sins
My property won't go to me kin
But to this demon possessing me gal
And the lawyer in which she broke our vows
It's that time of the month again.
SHE'S TEARING ME FROM MY SKIN!
A life we live
A price we pay
Fight a war
War without reason
Life loss due to a humanity's treason
Taxes payed to a system irresponsible
Tainted with greed
Our salary cut, to fuel their need
Their need for more, more, more, more, more
Your brother, your, mother, your Father, your son, daughters sent
On your bill, to fight, for a cause a cause to bleed innocence
For our corporate machine, soldiers die, lives left in remnents
We must stand. Stand for humanity
Reason with logic and sanity
Take the stand.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Born into the light
Now darker than nights shadow
Feelings of hope
Damned and hallow
Changed all in my world
What would be
Is lost to me
What life would be like
If not locked in your sights
Your honesty
Lost at sea
Raised by a shrew
Whose truth is over used
Completely abused
My trust in life was MIA
Now shot to shit is KIA
Never knew myself
Fell to the sadistic relief of capture
My existence caught in shards
Of broken dreams
My future caught in barbs
Used and Abused
The Hierarchy of word
Not to be changed by truth.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
(first part is spoken as if in a recruiting station...fades into song)
Recruiter 1-Our quota is low this month
Recruiter 2-What do you think we should?
Recruiter 3-Hit the High Schools. Kid's with mediocre grades, no hope of a decent job, college or a decent life for that matter. Hell how about the drop outs. It's not that hard for them to get a GED
Recruiter 1 & 2- Sounds good.
No future, no life. Learning the meaning of strife.
Hit the streets and pave the way,
to a life worth the penny dropped by A corporate whore
the American Flag, The man standing proud
A Faade of pride, Lays behind much sensless gore
Pay checks are good, health benefits great
Free room and food, paid vacation and travel to the tropics
Just sign here. Your life is ours, we'll shape you nice.
All you got to do, is spare your life for the states
The corporations will be pleased with their profits
But you don't need to know that.
Die, for false rights,
Cry for fallen brothers,
If you survive, all is well and strife none
For your psyche is gone.
Who is that, but a friend's head blown?
His wife and kids to you their pics he had previously shown
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The piercing scream's
the bellowing howl's
Shattering me bowel's
The blood is spewing out of nowhere
It's evil purest in form
Why it is here is so unclear
My life I fearrrrrrr will be slain
For......It's that time of the month again
The only thing I fear
3-6 days of hell
That's 3x6 666 The The full moon possesion
It's that time of the month again
What to do I need protection
Speaking in tongues my lovely gone hella bloody
I should be able to please her I think
After all I am a lufftenent in the Red Wing Commandos
The moans the groans
Yet pleasure does not please her
My dick red with tarnish
It's that time of the month again
she'll be slicing me nuts for garnish
A compliment, made in the heart I spill
To her an insult made in ill will
I dare say dear mom I won't be there on anymore holiday season
Soooooooo tell my lil bro bill,
A werewolf, a demon, a butcher of my semen I have been killed!
It's that time of the month again
Sent here from hell for my sins
My property won't go to me kin
But to this demon possessing me gal
And the lawyer in which she broke our vows
It's that time of the month again.
SHE'S TEARING ME FROM MY SKIN!