#1
Just finished this, and was so proud of the end of the third verse I had to post it

Of The Face of Doom

Whisper
Breath wisps of meaninglessness
Into my ear
Explosive corrosion
Rotting out the insides
The fist of the universe landing with a dull thud
Sirens silenced
Sedated with promises of tranquility
Genocide falling on deaf ears
Numbed by the sounds
Of a world imploding violently
Glorious apocalyptic strike of thunder

Whispers
The apocalypse is nothing to shout about
Demise of all beings
An event sub standard
Suns imploding
Sending waves of terror
Barriers of materia and fear
Snapped in two like clay figures
Ruled over by wooden marionettes
Delirious in belief
They pull their own strings
Blasé Pinocchio in a world where
The razor of Occam swings from amplitude to amplitude

Whispering
You surgically remove my sanity
Reverse entropy
Leading the abysmal
To a state of quiet perfection
A black hole expels matter
Putting the universe in reverse
Legacy becomes progeny
Coldly calculated cut
Humanity’s amygdala falls severed
Setting the face of doom
Aglow with a sardonic smile

Here lies
Wilting away
The punch line to the universe as we know it
Gear:
Electric
2008 Epiphone G400 Heritage CherryFUBAR
2008 Ibanez GRG 170 DX
2009 Cort KX1Q
2011 LTD H 351 NT
Randall RG 50 TC
Ernie Ball 11-54
Acoustic
Dean Markley
Dunlop 10's
Last edited by fantasyh at Mar 19, 2011,
#2
My mind was just blown in to the apocalypse.........................woah wow..................... ................. ................................... ...........................