New Blade
I am the wild horseman
watching; over crest of hill.
Surveying all land beneath;
before me. Coveted treasures
lie locked laid fallow fasting
in rich; green ripe pastures.
By hand of iron strength;
heart mind of forged steel;
will trinkets be plunder taken.
Hand shall surge wield;
new blade. So sharp...
refined enduring wonder.
Raise sate. Mightiest sword ever
forged among furnaces.
Typifying civilized. Educated men.
A new battle looms lies before.
Insurgent raid conflict renewed...
in conquest; age old war never won.
Rabid beast; ravages before us.
Sabre; shade nether creature.
Feasting upon. Desecrated darkness.
Age old enemy still lurks; haunts.
Fabled unknown unexplored;
undiscovered bases; regions.
Frequenting hidden shadows;
unexplored to educated man.
Waiting to enslave reclaim;
weak worthless lost lives.
Waiting to engulf tear down;
reap in rage enticing savagery.
Ignorance still remains;
civilizations turbulent greatest foe.
Educational processes;
rule greatest latest crusade.
Conflict technology conducted;
on totally global range scale.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My Heart Is Forged From Fire
My Heart is forged from fire
Trapping those inside
Hurting the ones around me
Killing those who survive
My Heart is forged from fire
Burning my only Soul
Taking the lives of others
Yearning for something to hold
My Heart is forged from fire
Filled with Heartless Despair
Thinking of nothing other
Than the courage I cannot bear
My Heart is forged from fire
Death defiling my Soul
Lies throughout my head
Broken, Battered, and Dead
My Heart is forged fromfire
Slowly Burning away
And Day by Day
I feel it fade
Until it will be lost one day
poem by Nicole Chury
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0276 Savagery
When did you first meet savagery?
Not merely, the wounded heart,
the Christmas present that they never bought
although they knew you wanted that
and nothing, nothing else..
not merely when you knew
that for the first time, they’d lied to you..
not merely when the world first let you down,
but that savagery that tears at the heart,
when you realise for the first time
that to others – or at best, some others –
you’re just nothing, nothing…
I guess the question is too painful for some; those
born into it; who wake to it within the house;
go to bed with it; are woken by it in the middle of the night;
some meet it at first school,
are schooled in it;
the first thing stolen from you
by those you thought your friends;
suddenly the world’s not flat, and just
keep away from the edge and you’ll be safe, but
spherical, with a horizon all around
beyond which the dragon’s smoky breath
lurks, waiting to devour.
Only three generations or so since
our forefathers met savagery, were savage, fought for land,
musket in one hand, spade in the other;
only four generations since
their fathers were forced off some other land they thought their own;
only two generations since the working class
lived their whole life with savage poverty not far away;
when savagery’s in short supply, there’s always war;
but that’s forewarned; there are no counsellors of battle
for then it’s just too late. We’re all to meet it; learn from it; but who
will dare to put it on the home, the school, agenda?
‘There are those to whom you’re not even
a victim or an enemy; you’re just – nothing..’
Pope called it
the inhumanity of man to man.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Song For America
Virgin land of forest green
Dark and stormy plain
Here all life abounds
Sunlit valley, mountain fields
Unseen in the rain
Here all life abounds
No man rules this land
No human hand has soiled this paradise
Waiting patiently
So much to see
So rich in Earth's delights
Painted desert, sequined sky
Stars that fill the night
Here all life abounds
Rivers flowing to the sea
Sunshine pure and bright
Here all life abounds
No man rules this land
No human hand has soiled this paradise
Waiting patiently
So much to see
So rich in Earth's delights
So the maiden lies in waiting
Pull the sailor into shore
Land of beauty and abundance
Innocent, you opened wide your door
Wanderers found the waiting treasure
Full of gifts beyond their measure
Milk and Honey for our pleasure
Across the sea there came a multitude
Sailing ships upon the wave
Filled with visions of Utopia
And the freedom that they crave
Ravage, plunder, see no wonder
Rape and kill and tear asunder
Chop the forest, plow it under
Highways scar the mountainside
Buildings to the sky
People all around
Unsustaining in these roads
See an eternity
People all around
So we rule this land
And here we stand
Upon our paradise
Dreaming of a place
Our weary race
Is ready to arise
song performed by by Kansas
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Attila
He's ruled them for 20 years
And ravaged as their king
Conquest burns in his eyes
And ice shoots through his veins
Their leader's new ambition lies
Farther to the west
The empire that he seeks
The farther to the rest
Attila wants to take his place
Like the impetuous son
To make the entire world bow
To the kingdom of the huns
Alliance has been made
With many others clans
Frank and Vandal forces
Held within his hand
And by Attila's hand it's said
His brother met with death
To make his rule his legacy
He did his awful best
Ethele and Etzell
By many names he's known
But "scourge of god" is the one
That rings the darkest tone
Chorus
Hell awaits behind gaul's gates
The romans stand only to fall
They will die by his sword
The barbarian Lord
Attila hears victory call
Bridge
(Huns)
Path of fire and plunder
Cities burn and crumble
Attila's fate beckons
He will come to conquer
(Romans)
Archers stand at ready
Centurions all together
Keep to your lines
And the mongols sure to falter
(Huns)
We will surely break them
We will overtake them
Fight till our deaths
Or the Christians' devastation
(Romans)
They won't overthrow us
God Will stand before us
Show us the path to the huns destruction
Sing to the sky, the battle cry
To propagate their fear
As terror is the weapon drawn
When battle has drawn near
And so the conflict is at hand
The gauntlet has been thrown
Contempt for the Christian reign
This poison seed now sewn
And if by chance all is lost
Cut down by roman steel
We'll suffer not as others have
Broken mind nor broken will
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Iced Earth
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Lycanthrope
The moon calls to me
A dark message of the wolfs howl
A yellow moonlight feed to me
The strength in me grows
A power i not often feel consumes my being
A fear of me develops in the hearts of men
The women dare not approach me
Priests curse me to send me to hell
All as my senses raise as i await for attack
a Light of dim approaches
I run
Faster deeper into the unknown
were darkness consumes even the most bold of hearts
and death grasps the souls of the righteous
The light continues to follow its demise
a crack of sticks under foot
The shuffling of creatures unknown
The hiss of the silent unknown wind
The unwary approach me
Unknowing of there death resides in the darkness
She becomes visible in the yellow moonlight
her beauty is revealed
brown hair
green eyes
her soul untormenting
My heart begs to leave her unharmed
The taint inside forever grows though
so i approach her
death approaches her
My howl to weaken the hearts of the strongest
though she stands firm with love in her heart
My taint grows ever stronger
My murderous rage ready for another unwelcome soul
But yet she remains calm
Love remains in her heart
I howl ready once again to take life
But the rage
It is gone
Warmth returns to my blood
My heart resumes control
My form of the natural and once again i can love
She had placed a hand on the chest of a beast
and that hands remains still on the chest of a man
I have been saved from the beast
and i love her for it
But the beast remains
resting now
the beast now no longer answers to the moon
the beast now tamed answers to love.
poem by Daniel Laurence
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Sword Of Mine
The Sword that I carry
Though made not of iron or steel,
It is a mighty sword
That I proudly do so wield.
Though it wont break the skin
Or combat the weapons of a foe
But this is a mighty sword of mine
More precious than silver or gold.
This sword that I carry
I proudly display it in my hand,
For I know this sword of mine
Is greater, than any other mans.
It comforts me when I am tired
It will warm me when I am cold
It will lie down beside of me
To protect, and strengthen my soul.
The sword that I hold
Is tattered, and so very worn
It has been a friend along side of me,
In the sunshine and many storms.
It has shown me a path to follow
And has lit the road that I walk,
And those nights when I was alone and scared
Then to me, I could hear it talk.
The sword that I wield
Though may be different, in shape or size,
But it is the same sword
Which for years has cushioned the souls cry.
It has been here since the dawn of time
And will be here when the great walls fall,
And then when all men of war and hate reflect,
My sword, will be the mightiest sword of all.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Old Ones
The old ones knew that black was hate,
White garment purity and red one sin;
They spoke the language of the trees
And opened veins to let love in.
These old ones, feeling life was brief
And brittle as the fire-baked shard,
Could find no seat for sentiment,
So mended weakness with a sword.
In them the heart was made of gold,
But mind was forged of steel so sharp
That hand which plucked the harp could shape
From father's skull a drinking cup.
The old ones' fashion we have lost,
Whose red is passion, white deceit;
In casting devil from the flesh,
Who perish with the bread we eat.
poem by Henry Treece
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With sickening violence
They are deep,
but not deep enough,
the blackness is still within.
The crimson pours,
but the void is untouched,
Will I ever be rid of it?
It is throughout me,
I can feel it,
churning
just beneath the surface,
so why can't I reach it?
It shies away from the blade
like a cowering animal,
afraid of the light,
only that it is not a cowering animal,
It is a mass,
a strength,
a rage,
a beast
vicious and rabid,
squatting on it's rippling haunches
Waiting.
Waiting.
For a moment
a precise yet inevitable moment
to explode
in anger
to kill me with sickening violence
and abandon
the fetid
decaying
corpse
it has reduced
me
to.
(c) Copyright - 4.57pm Saturday 30th August 2008
poem by Amy J Richardson
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Destroy, Destroy, Destroy
The battle of the beast.
A creature that only knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
It entered the world as nothing more then a mere boy.
Cold and abandoned.
The exiled one.
He knows no love.
He is what no one wants to become.
He lives off of lust and blood.
A pain felt hundred times worse then living on the brink of death.
All he does is fight.
Morning till night.
The battle of the beast.
A creature that only knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
Abused,
constantly confused.
Trust no one.
Get close and suffer.
The forgotten lover.
Neglected and rejected.
And that has created his own protection.
A self projection of what seems sincere.
A wall wrapped up like spider web.
he waits patiently for his victims.
He doesn't show any leniency.
The battle of the beast.
A creature that only knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
The deception is his human form.
Hell rip you apart.
Hell tear out your heart.
When he feast its best to retreat.
For him their is no bias.
He hates all as equals.
No taking pity on one over another.
The battle of the beast.
A creature who knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
He doesn't pillage or plunder.
He decimates and devastates.
He burns entire societies to ground with his anger.
Which causes the constant quake.
The battle of the beast.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Instruments Of War
The baton is raised.
Silent savagery, lurks in the green.
Silent feet, step softly,
waiting for fear to explode.
No sound make...let no twig break...
breathe softly, begging breath,
beat quietly, pounding heart.
Like drums, stretched too tight,
under the shadow of fisted war sticks.
Like steel strings, stretched too tight,
under poised sharp fingers.
The instruments lie waiting.
The baton falls!
A thunderous collage of,
flashes and screams,
fire and flesh,
metal and bone,
ripping,
stripping,
life dripping,
red tears.
The conductors baton stills,
and as the green grows silent,
he smiles.
Instruments, lie broken,
the green smolders,
and tomorrow,
remembers no more.
(1990)
poem by George Vuyakovich
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Wild, The Willing And The Innocent
They don't seem to sound right, i have put them in [ ].
/who's/ ["he's"] dressed to kill, out to thrill
Waiting for you tonight
Got my ear down to the ground
Waiting for the warning sound
Something's got to bite
* and i 'm looking for a wild rose
In the heat of the night
Waiting for a show
Looking for a wild rose
In the heat of the night
Waiting for a show
** and the wild, the willing and the innocent
Are down, down in the jungle tonight
As the jackal tracks every step you make
Watching, waiting for the one chance to bite
Time was right, a satin light
In the final dangerous game
/trap set,/ ["attracted"] in the net
Feel my hands start to sweat
Ooh i'm taking aim
Repeat *
Repeat **
[instrumental]
Cold black steel, your last meal
The hand of fate has come
Phone taps, blueprint maps
Making my nerve ends snap
/public enemy number one/ ["call me again i'll be your number one"]
Repeat *
Repeat **
song performed by by Ufo
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Totally Nude
Big and Im bad
And I want you to know
I hand around
Where the grass is greener
Totally naked, baby
Totally nude
cause if I want to
Whos gonna stop me?
Im absolutely free
Living in the trees
The birdies and the bees
cause Im a nature boy
Locked up inside
You cant tell me where its at
Open up, open up, open the door
Rocks and trees and physical culture
Some days you hide
I guess you wonder where you are
Nature boy, nature man, take me along
We got a life thats undiscovered
We threw it all away
Throw it all away
Rolling every way
Its irresponsible
So civilized
I guess you wonder where you are
Nature boy, nature man, take me along
Deep in the woods were undiscovered
Im a little fish and youre the river
Living in a boat thats underwater
We can tip, tip, tip it over
You can push, push, make it better now
Wake your daddy up
Its a quarter to five
Our little boat
Has lost its rudder
Dive to the bottom
And we never come up
A polka party
For bob and martha
Im absolutely free
Living in the trees
The birdies and the bees
cause Im a nature boy
Think what you like
This is really where its at
Open up, open up, open the door
We dont need clothes and we dont need money
So civilized
I guess you wonder where you are
Nature boy, nature man, take me along
Deep in the woods were undiscovered
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Hidden
your sweetness remains hidden
through your muted silence
the warmth of your embrace
locked in the coldness of your dreams
when will ever they be
exposed with the sun?
your longing for love
remains locked
in the unknown dome
within the frozen sentiments
of your blinded eyes
unseen by the uncaring heart
of an unknown explorer
of the deep abyss
of a calous mind
what a waste of beauty and charm
only to be hidden within the praise
of someone's heart
lost in a maze of
bottled up emotions
of an uncaring soul...
EXPOSED DO NOT HIDE..HATE THAT WASTE.....
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Wild Willing & The Innocent
They dont seem to sound right, I have put them in [ ].
/whos/ [hes] dressed to kill, out to thrill
Waiting for you tonight
Got my ear down to the ground
Waiting for the warning sound
Somethings got to bite
* and I m looking for a wild rose
In the heat of the night
Waiting for a show
Looking for a wild rose
In the heat of the night
Waiting for a show
** and the wild, the willing and the innocent
Are down, down in the jungle tonight
As the jackal tracks every step you make
Watching, waiting for the one chance to bite
Time was right, a satin light
In the final dangerous game
/trap set,/ [attracted] in the net
Feel my hands start to sweat
Ooh Im taking aim
Repeat *
Repeat **
[instrumental]
Cold black steel, your last meal
The hand of fate has come
Phone taps, blueprint maps
Making my nerve ends snap
/public enemy number one/ [call me again Ill be your number one]
Repeat *
Repeat **
song performed by by Ufo
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The Power Of Thy Sword
Lord of battle I pray on bended knee conquest by the rising sun
I'll wait for thy command with flame and blood at hand
glory and a broken sword.
I'm the master of the world I have no fear of man or beast
Born inside the soul of the world
Riding hard breaking bone with steel and stone
Eternal might I was born to wield.
Let us drink to the battles we've lived and we've fought
Celebrate the pain and havoc we have wrought
Great heroes charge into the fight
From the north to the south in the black of night
The clash of honor calls to stand when others fall
Gods of war feel the power of my sword
Drink to the battles we've lived and we've fought
Celebrate the pain and havoc we have wrought
Great heroes charge into the fight
From the north to the south in the black of night
Fierce is my blade fierce is my hate born to die in battle
I laugh at my fate
Now pay in blood when your blood has been spilled
You're never forgiven death is fulfilled !
The clash of honor calls to stand when others fall
Gods of war feel the power of my sword
The clash of honor calls
I will stand when others fall
Open magic doors
The will know the power of my sword
There is blood in my hands there is blood in my eyes
With blood in my voice I scream as you die
Thirsting for vengeance and mounds of the slain
Shaking the forest onto the plain
Fierce is my blade fierce is my hate born to die in battle
I laugh at my fate
Now pay in blood when your blood has been spilled
You're never forgiven death is fulfilled !
The clash of honor calls to stand when others fall
Gods of war feel the power of my sword
Know the power of my sword
Know the power of my sword
Know the power of my sword
Know the power of my sword
They will know the power of my sword
song performed by by Manowar from The Triumph Of Steel
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A Certain Shade Of Green
A certain shade of green, tell me, is that what you need?
All signs around say move ahead
Could someone please explain to me your ever present lack of speed?
Are your muscles bound by ropes?
Or do crutches cloud your day?
My sources say the road is clear, and street signs guide my way
Are you gonna stand around till 2012 a.d.?
What are you waiting for
A certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate
What are yoou waiting for
A certian shade of green?
Would a written invitation signed,choose now or lose it all, sedate your
Hesitation?
Or inflame and make tou stall?
Youve been raised in limitaion, but that glove never fit quite right
The time has come for hand-me-downs, choose anew, please evolve, take flight
What are you waiting for? a written invitation? a public declaration?
A private consolation?
song performed by by Incubus
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Foolish Toils?
Greek Mythology tells us about a man named Sysiphus
Who was handed a seemingly worthless task.
Rolling a huge rock to the top of a hill,
Only to watch it roll down the other side...
I say to you - Sysiphus truly lived!
For unkike the man who sits beside the hill-
Watching Sysiphus and laughing
At his seemingly worthless toils...
Sysiphus lived a full life!
Sysiphus tasted victory at every summit!
And at that summit he beheld sights like no other man!
And even as his grip on that rock gave way -
Sysiphus won the greatest prize!
For the pain of that moment taught him strength...
Strength to never give up
Strength to take hold of that rock
And the strength to try again!
poem by Clint Warren Stanton
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Cap In Hand
I could tell the meaning of a word like serene
I got some o grades when I was sixteen
I can tell the difference between magarine and butter
I can say saskatchewan without starting to stutter
But I cant understand why we let someone else rule our land
Were cap in hand
I could get a broken jaw from being in a fight
I know its evening when day turns to night
I can understand why stranraer lie so lowly
They could save a lot of points by signing hibs goalie
But I cant understand why we let someone else rule our land
Were cap in hand
We fight - when they ask us
We boast - then we cower
We beg
For a piece of
Whats already ours
Once I thought I could make God a bribe
So I said I was in his lost tribe
Getting handouts can be so frustrating
Get in line son, theres five million waiting
I cant understand why you let someone else rule your land
Youre cap in hand.
song performed by by Proclaimers
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I Dare Not Put Heaven In Rage
I dare not put heaven In rage
For the mysteries I must keep
And stay away in this lonely cave
Waiting till all seeds are reap
The world is nothing but grains of sand
We sit in it lifeless and idle
Waiting for that very day
Were we would paddle in our own fiddle
The human soul must be kept in care
In this carnal body we call flesh
So they might not rot as the dead
Who's thought are nothing but air?
And yes! The philosophers they smile
Revealing to us what we have to know
And keeping the gravest secret in themselves
So tight that we cannot find
Ignorance live in this world
As the child close to her mothers breast
Sucking so greedily with contempt
Who hold the greatest secret of the world?
poem by Samuel Donkor
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Born To Rule
Lay down your arms this night
Surrender to the power
Embracing your metal heart
On your final walk through the snow
A hammer made of steel
From the river of blood
With magic, forged in flames
Delusions, a curse of the damned
What do you see?
Imaginary visions or reality
When you're free
Then you'll see that you are bound to rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever more
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever
The revolution forced us all to heed the final call
And if tomorrow never comes
Then we will strike the hammer down
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever more
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever
Forever, forever Rule!
song performed by by Hammerfall
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