The Other Guy
Spam King
We have a poetry thread, what about a song lyrics thread?
Pretty self explanatory...
Pretty self explanatory...
Song Lyrics
Metallica
Hero Of The Day
The window burns to light the way back home
A light that warms no matter where they've gone
They're off to find the hero of the day
But what if they should fall by someone's wicked way
Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Do you feel your name?
Did you hear your babies crying?
Mama they try and break me
Still they try and break me
'scuse me while i tend to how to feel
These things return to me that still seem real
Now deservingly this easy chair
But the rocking stopped by wheels of despair
Don't want your aid
But the fist i make
For you,can't hold off fear
No not on me
So please excuse me
While i tend to how i feel
But now the dreams and waking screams
That everlast the night
So build a wall
Behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can't you hear your babies crying now?
Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Can't you hear your name?
Did you hear your babies crying?
But now the dreams and waking screams
That everlast the night
So build a wall
Behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can't you hear your babies crying now?
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try
Hero Of The Day
The window burns to light the way back home
A light that warms no matter where they've gone
They're off to find the hero of the day
But what if they should fall by someone's wicked way
Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Do you feel your name?
Did you hear your babies crying?
Mama they try and break me
Still they try and break me
'scuse me while i tend to how to feel
These things return to me that still seem real
Now deservingly this easy chair
But the rocking stopped by wheels of despair
Don't want your aid
But the fist i make
For you,can't hold off fear
No not on me
So please excuse me
While i tend to how i feel
But now the dreams and waking screams
That everlast the night
So build a wall
Behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can't you hear your babies crying now?
Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Can't you hear your name?
Did you hear your babies crying?
But now the dreams and waking screams
That everlast the night
So build a wall
Behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can't you hear your babies crying now?
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try
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tomtom22
Chief Engineer
Isn't song lyrics poetry with music anyway?
The Other Guy
Spam King
Sometimes, but I'd be hard pressed to call some of today's rap hits "poetry".
I agree..eventhough both threads have similarity,..they're also diffrent...I like this music one :rock:
Delta
Verschlimmbesserung
1916
By Sabaton
Sixteen years old
When I went to the war
To fight for a land fit for heroes
With God on my side
And a gun in my hand
Chasing my days down to zero
And I Marched
And I Fought
And I Bled
And I Died
Yet I never did get any older
But I knew at the time,
That a year in the line
Was a long enough life
For a Soldier
We all Volunteered
And we wrote down our names
And we added two years to our ages
Eager for life
And ahead of the game
Ready for history’s pages
And we Brawled and we fought
And we whorled ‘til we stood
Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder
A thirst for the Hun
We were food for the gun
And that's what you are
When your soldiers
I heard my friend cry
And he sank to his knees
Coughing blood as he screamed
For his mother
And I fell by his side
And that’s how we died
Clinging like kids, To each other
And I lay in the mud
And the guts and the blood
And I wept as his body grew colder
And I called for my mother
And she never came
Though It wasn’t my fault
And I wasn’t to blame
And the day’s not half over
And ten thousand slain
And now there’s nobody
Remembers our names
And that’s how it is for a soldier
By Sabaton
Sixteen years old
When I went to the war
To fight for a land fit for heroes
With God on my side
And a gun in my hand
Chasing my days down to zero
And I Marched
And I Fought
And I Bled
And I Died
Yet I never did get any older
But I knew at the time,
That a year in the line
Was a long enough life
For a Soldier
We all Volunteered
And we wrote down our names
And we added two years to our ages
Eager for life
And ahead of the game
Ready for history’s pages
And we Brawled and we fought
And we whorled ‘til we stood
Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder
A thirst for the Hun
We were food for the gun
And that's what you are
When your soldiers
I heard my friend cry
And he sank to his knees
Coughing blood as he screamed
For his mother
And I fell by his side
And that’s how we died
Clinging like kids, To each other
And I lay in the mud
And the guts and the blood
And I wept as his body grew colder
And I called for my mother
And she never came
Though It wasn’t my fault
And I wasn’t to blame
And the day’s not half over
And ten thousand slain
And now there’s nobody
Remembers our names
And that’s how it is for a soldier