Royal Death

• Artist: Sirens Last Prayer
• Description: This song is about well...Royal Death, some of the words are stupid, but they sound great when someone sings them. This is like, the fourth song I've written that actually decent, so judge fairly please. And I was going through something, so i was sad, and wanted to rip out the person who mad me mad's heart and stab it with glass, so violent fury was my inspiration.
• Date: 02/23/2009
• Tags: royal death

They burst in through the front doors
You see them walking down the line
They throw out all the misfits
Save the good for better time

Another pair
Farther down the road
Watching sorrow and despair
Watching the love corrode

Lost your way
You find me
In the midst of a rainy day
Now it’s all I can see

Crumble down the empires
Take hammer in hand
Find all the Vampires
Bleed into the sand

Don’t let the time
Pass you by
You’re not just a mime
On the sly

Castles tumbling to the ground
Stones falling from the air
The Royal’s can’t be found
Guards ripping out their hair

Sand turned to red
Last grains falling
Into the bed
Your voice calling

You try to make it up
As you go along
Bleeding in a cup
Singing a soft song

Lost your way
Among the trees
You can’t bear to say
That you’re not free

Ending of all endings
Last day of your life
Counting all your spendings
Grabbing at the knife



ALL HEARTS BLEED(here’s where the guy singer comes in, screaming)
ALL HEARTS BLEED
All…hearts…bleed…

(here there's a pause and the instruments go wild)

I burst through the front doors
You see me walking down the line
I throw out all the misfits
Save the good for better time

Another pair
Farther down the road
Watch sorrow and despair
Watching the love corrode

Lost your way
You find me
On a rainy day
Now it’s all I can see

Crumble down the empires
Take hammer in hand
Find all the Vampires
Bleed into the sand

Don’t let the time
Pass you by
You’re not just a mime
On the sly

Castles tumbling to the ground
Stones falling from the air
The Royal’s can’t be found
Guards ripping out their hair

Sand turned to red
Last grains falling
Into the bed
Your voice calling

You try to make it up
As you go along
Bleeding in a cup
Singing a soft song

Lost your way
Among the trees
You can’t bear to say
That you’re not free

Ending of all endings
Last day of your life
Counting your last spending
Grabbing at the knife

You stabbed me in the heart
With a twisted mind
A bloody glass shard
Just a few people you can’t find…

Comments

[The Fallen Solider]

I like it...well i wrote it too...but i still like it.

[HalfHorizonOfHope]

this is pretty good.... writing songs is how I vent my emotions.

[Sirens Last Prayer]

What? nobody's read this yet? it's at the top of the list!