I've only written two things, so I'll post them both.
Freedom Rings
Olive drab covers me today
Marching on without a hitch
A western man-made war machine
Boatman of the river Styx
Cold steel in hand, drilling right through
Told to fire in the night
Casings fall to the warm pavement
Freedom rings with every strike
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Old wooden shacks on every side
My target comes into sight
A broken-down limestone building
Fallen from explosions bright
Into rubble I slowly move
Wraith at corner of my eye
I turn and look to double check
Was it foeman or ally?
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
The movement comes again in dark
I fire, aim sure and true
An instant in time, the world stops
My conscience twisted askew
Two big eyes lit by gunshot flame
Fear and pain live and pleading
Time begins to fly by again
There lays the child, small, bleeding
Screaming cries into the darkness
I fall down a guilty wreck
Then get back up and carry on
My job not completed yet
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
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That was inspired by the whole war thing. It was really the first big world event for our generation, so I felt the need to write something for the first time.
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That Which Was Forgotten
it’s that which was forgotten
pulsing, steaming, throbbing, bleeding
lurking in a scent so rotten
plotting, needing, waiting, dreaming
how can you hope to face it?
shine on, little boy
your oracle eye has been blinded by the fright
shine on, little boy
‘cause you’re gonna need help,
oh you’re gonna need help tonight
your savior’s not yet with you
hoping, pleading, longing, screaming
your strength is gone, beliefs askew
crying, seeing, fighting, fleeing
how can you hope to fake this?
shine on, little boy
your oracle eye has been blinded by the fright
shine on, little boy
‘cause you’re gonna need help,
oh you’re gonna need help…
tonight it’s back for one last round
you try to scream, but there’s no sound
you see him there, just out of reach
you shine to him but cannot breach
the shield that’s up, upon your mind
still he comes to you, just in time
to take you away from this bad dream
and all the things it came to mean
how did you ever face it?
where did you learn to fake it?
the fire burns and bakes it
flames engulf and embrace it
so shine on, little boy
your oracle eye has been blinded by the fright
shine on, little boy
‘cause you’re gonna need help,
oh you’re gonna need help…
to shine on, little boy
your oracle eye is back strong and burning bright
shine on, little boy
someone's gonna need your help
oh yeah they're gonna need your help
in this life
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That was actually inspired by the novel "The Shining". However, I came about writing it after randomly thinking of the like "oracle eye, blinded by fright" while at work. I was reading that book at the time, and it just fit in really well. If you've read the book, you'll see where everything comes from. If not, you can come up with your own interpretation.
I've also got music written for the last one (all but the guitar solo, which I'm working on). I hope to get some recording equipment for my birthday in August, so it'll be one of the first things I record.
