Bigwon
New member
hiya folks! new track up with a home brewed beat!
Lyrics, Vocals, Instrumental: R&W
www.myspace.com/rnwmusic
Links:
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_songInfo.cfm?bandID=566397&songID=10015911
and
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/384999
Lyrics:
This the moarning of a reign's fall
precious moments in memory, whether demon or angel
whether the archaic's or saints call, it's the same for all
As whom the bell tolls is of the same price range for all
an estranged, and cold overlay of a coffin
Whether deep in the ground, or staked up crucified
The Faint soul's of every peer lays there offering
never at ease as unfound is the truth, were it lies
which path is pursued when you die?
and with that, you see that crude look in the eye's
a blank stare, reminding you of who isn't there
it's an unbinding of a soul it's presence in clear
sight a feeling of so close but yet so far
denied a concealing of focus, you shed no more
then a tear, a wept river leading to a bigger ocean
more broadened scope then eye his death sets the motion
the bells are ringing
skin is stinging, peer's in whimpering,
hollow of temple
fire burned to swallow the kindle
A lost friend,
loved kin, we give our offering
our friend as well as enemy granted
angels tranquil sea, hands of death
some find an unmanned vessel a hollow of temple
some find remains of ash, only sorrows to kindle
under the wind into the soil of the earth
covered in the inner coils of dirt it's a corpse diverged
from his lady beloved, her affectionate husband
reaper's palm pressed against there touch of hand
feel the cold up there skin emotions stray more
to hold up there sin they now know not what to prey for
in glare you find there looking to light is bitter sweet
seeing as both of there end's might never meet
and she would forever weep the absence of her king
as death did it's part to there enchantment of a ring
the sobering of eye's, as death do us part
it's broken tie's, that put's rest to the heart
and as the body is not buried, it's planted as a seed
as the growth is what's demanded to proceed
the bells are ringing
skin is stinging, peer's in whimpering,
hollow of temple
fire burned to swallow the kindle
A lost friend,
loved kin, we give our offering
our friend as well as enemy granted
angels tranquil sea, hands of death
Lyrics, Vocals, Instrumental: R&W
www.myspace.com/rnwmusic
Links:
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_songInfo.cfm?bandID=566397&songID=10015911
and
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/384999
Lyrics:
This the moarning of a reign's fall
precious moments in memory, whether demon or angel
whether the archaic's or saints call, it's the same for all
As whom the bell tolls is of the same price range for all
an estranged, and cold overlay of a coffin
Whether deep in the ground, or staked up crucified
The Faint soul's of every peer lays there offering
never at ease as unfound is the truth, were it lies
which path is pursued when you die?
and with that, you see that crude look in the eye's
a blank stare, reminding you of who isn't there
it's an unbinding of a soul it's presence in clear
sight a feeling of so close but yet so far
denied a concealing of focus, you shed no more
then a tear, a wept river leading to a bigger ocean
more broadened scope then eye his death sets the motion
the bells are ringing
skin is stinging, peer's in whimpering,
hollow of temple
fire burned to swallow the kindle
A lost friend,
loved kin, we give our offering
our friend as well as enemy granted
angels tranquil sea, hands of death
some find an unmanned vessel a hollow of temple
some find remains of ash, only sorrows to kindle
under the wind into the soil of the earth
covered in the inner coils of dirt it's a corpse diverged
from his lady beloved, her affectionate husband
reaper's palm pressed against there touch of hand
feel the cold up there skin emotions stray more
to hold up there sin they now know not what to prey for
in glare you find there looking to light is bitter sweet
seeing as both of there end's might never meet
and she would forever weep the absence of her king
as death did it's part to there enchantment of a ring
the sobering of eye's, as death do us part
it's broken tie's, that put's rest to the heart
and as the body is not buried, it's planted as a seed
as the growth is what's demanded to proceed
the bells are ringing
skin is stinging, peer's in whimpering,
hollow of temple
fire burned to swallow the kindle
A lost friend,
loved kin, we give our offering
our friend as well as enemy granted
angels tranquil sea, hands of death