Post by Kayar on Dec 24, 2007 4:43:39 GMT 1
Not finished yet, but it has potential. Hopefully I'll be able to garage-band a tune to the lyrics. I call it "Cry the Apocalypse."
And the light blared on
through the darkness until it dies
upon the waves of insanity
insanity spilling
spilling
like a fountain through the night
on the dusky broken street
in the hopes that they will meet
the end before the time begins to die.
I won't be there to watch you cry
I won't be there to feel the sky
I won't be there when we awake,
because I'm still asleep.
Cry the Apocalypse it's real,
And it's coming for ya
Cry the Apocalypse it's here
And it's waiting for ya
And the darkness kept hold of it
through the flashing colors of the light
in the middle of the night
the sanity spilling
spilling
in the face of all that was
like a river on the ground
where I'll be found
where the apocalyptic mayhem will die.
I won't be there to feel it die
I won't be there to stop your cry
I won't be there to catch the world,
because I've lost the will to try.
Cry the Apocalypse it's real
And it's coming for ya
Cry the Apocalypse it's here
And it's waiting for ya
But maybe it isn't too late
maybe you can save the state
as the shadows gather over me,
you'll be awake.
So don't give up
just don't lose hope
just hold the cup
of the world's hope.
I won't be there to watch you cry
but still you can feel the sky
I won't be there when we awake,
so wake me up before it's late.
And the light blared on
through the darkness until it dies
upon the waves of insanity
insanity spilling
spilling
like a fountain through the night
on the dusky broken street
in the hopes that they will meet
the end before the time begins to die.
I won't be there to watch you cry
I won't be there to feel the sky
I won't be there when we awake,
because I'm still asleep.
Cry the Apocalypse it's real,
And it's coming for ya
Cry the Apocalypse it's here
And it's waiting for ya
And the darkness kept hold of it
through the flashing colors of the light
in the middle of the night
the sanity spilling
spilling
in the face of all that was
like a river on the ground
where I'll be found
where the apocalyptic mayhem will die.
I won't be there to feel it die
I won't be there to stop your cry
I won't be there to catch the world,
because I've lost the will to try.
Cry the Apocalypse it's real
And it's coming for ya
Cry the Apocalypse it's here
And it's waiting for ya
But maybe it isn't too late
maybe you can save the state
as the shadows gather over me,
you'll be awake.
So don't give up
just don't lose hope
just hold the cup
of the world's hope.
I won't be there to watch you cry
but still you can feel the sky
I won't be there when we awake,
so wake me up before it's late.
