Games Share the lyrics of a song or poem that you have written.

[Versailles]

I have recorded this song for a long time, but I never found a vocalist to sing it. The song is called Espera and it is of the power rock genre.

Si estuviera en la pena
Si viviera en el dolor
Si la vida es un poema
Que un loco escribió
Mi misión ha comenzaddo
Con orgullo y con honor
Cumplire con mi encomienda
Solo te pido un favor

Espera!

Yo acepté esta condena
Cumpliré con mi misión
Eres tu, angel del cielo
Que mis pasos preescribió
Ella está aun esperando
Su rostro se enrojeció
Cuando prometí aquel beso
Cuando regrese por tu amor

Espera!

 

[filthyrottendirty]

Pretty little wrong thing
I wish I never knew you
It was heaven doll
But like a doll I outgrew you

 

[FailureGirl]

A Long Wait.


I watch the days fly past yet they feel so long
Like a hundred weights upon my shoulders trying to pull me down
With every passing day the burden seems to grow
Its growing for a reason i feel ill never know
Causing pain and anger and stress to overflow
On the outside i may look calm
But deep down im waiting
Just waiting to explode
As each day ends and another draws near
I feel no end, no exit for my prayers
I dream of the day when someone will hear
My nightmares will end and i will see clear.

 

[chocolatebar]

I have recorded this song for a long time, but I never found a vocalist to sing it. The song is called Espera and it is of the power rock genre.

Si estuviera en la pena
Si viviera en el dolor
Si la vida es un poema
Que un loco escribió
Mi misión ha comenzaddo
Con orgullo y con honor
Cumplire con mi encomienda
Solo te pido un favor

Espera!

Yo acepté esta condena
Cumpliré con mi misión
Eres tu, angel del cielo
Que mis pasos preescribió
Ella está aun esperando
Su rostro se enrojeció
Cuando prometí aquel beso
Cuando regrese por tu amor

Espera!

Very well done! It has a great sonority and is very thoughtful.

 

[Largeletters]

I'm done, I surrender,
I used to be strong but now I'm tender,
They're all wrong, it doesn't get better
Writing everyone their very own letter,
Lighting, it's so dim,
I'm finished with fighting to the brim,
The amount of chances left are slim,
Life right now is looking pretty grim,
Hands clenched tight,
It's tensioned, but as I mentioned,
My rest is intentioned,
Forget getting me pensioned,
I don't want no attention,
Let me leave this dimension.

 

[WaterHemlock]

Winter comes.
It pays no mind
to tearful pleas or wrath.
It only comes, it sleeps, it rests.

It asks for nothing but your soul,
accepts nothing less.
There is no choice,
no path to spring but through it.
Accept it gracefully-
go anyway, peacefully.
Let winter do its work.

 

[frown]

I have a song I'd love to post here, but I would immediately lose anon if they were googled.):
It's very fitting. It's actually a suicide note rewritten into lyrics. I was proud of the outcome when it was first written, now the music isn't our best work at all.
Love what I'm seeing here, though. Yalls good at this!

 

[1111h31p]

When the night is cold
Some get by, but some get old
Just to show life's not made of gold
When the night is cold
When the bird has flown
Got no-one to call your own
Got no place to call your home
When the bird has flown

 

[Edpal247]

I recorded this, in a studio, years ago. Singer was wailing!

Question 'Bout the Future
[V1}
You wake from dreaming about nuclear disaster,
and there's a pounding in your brain.
Try to erase it from your memory - quickly!
before it causes you such pain.

[chorus]
There's a question 'bout the future,
will it be there come the dawn.
Will there always be tomorrow?
Or is the last, tomorrow gone!?

[V2]
The generals say it's necessary,
Our side has to win the race.
We've loaded every piece of property,
And now we're look'n, into space.

[chorus]
There's a question 'bout the future,
and it makes no sense to me.
If neither side can win through default,
who will claim the victory!?

[V3]
You wake from dreaming about nuclear disaster,
a warm glow's coming through your shade,
Is it just the morning sunlight,
or some hell-fire man has made?

There'll be no question about the future,
Once the weapons have been drawn,
'Cause everything we've lived and died for,
And the future,
All the future,
Will Be Gone!