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Harbinger
I spit the blood and sever another tie
And let the drivel drag
Witness the world through two black eyes
Live double-fisted with middle fingers held high
A tiger in the bag
Clawing to get out, a prowler in the night
And I swear to God, if we ever come face to face
I will expose the truth
And leave you wallowing in disgrace
I have learned to hate from the best in the business
Wither away in rage
Targeting loved ones for the devil’s caress
I have spoken at length to deaf ears
I revel in your bitter tears
Pave the way so I can see
Just what you have done to me
Take it all away with greed
And sit to watch as I bleed
I’ve waited too long to find an end to suffering
Spill blood and tears alike
I am here to kill your wasted king
A knife in the night staining hands with royal blood
They will die just like you
Wailing on the cross just like your paltry god
Screaming my rage into those deaf ears
I revel in your childhood fears
Light the way for demon seeds
Know that I’m a different breed
With charisma, you bewitch
I stare blankly while I twitch
Nightmares lasting, thunder crashing
The lightning shows my silhouette
A harbinger of violence
Heartbeat pounding, screams resounding
The rain drenches my silhouette
A harbinger of violence
(c) 2015 Frank Green
And let the drivel drag
Witness the world through two black eyes
Live double-fisted with middle fingers held high
A tiger in the bag
Clawing to get out, a prowler in the night
And I swear to God, if we ever come face to face
I will expose the truth
And leave you wallowing in disgrace
I have learned to hate from the best in the business
Wither away in rage
Targeting loved ones for the devil’s caress
I have spoken at length to deaf ears
I revel in your bitter tears
Pave the way so I can see
Just what you have done to me
Take it all away with greed
And sit to watch as I bleed
I’ve waited too long to find an end to suffering
Spill blood and tears alike
I am here to kill your wasted king
A knife in the night staining hands with royal blood
They will die just like you
Wailing on the cross just like your paltry god
Screaming my rage into those deaf ears
I revel in your childhood fears
Light the way for demon seeds
Know that I’m a different breed
With charisma, you bewitch
I stare blankly while I twitch
Nightmares lasting, thunder crashing
The lightning shows my silhouette
A harbinger of violence
Heartbeat pounding, screams resounding
The rain drenches my silhouette
A harbinger of violence
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 18th Apr 2015
| Edited 20th Apr 2015
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I loved it, however, I don't think the word 'out' serves you well in the first line which I adore so very much and would axe it personally. But then it leaves two I's, ehh.. " I spit the blood as I sever another tie"
"I spit the blood severing another tie" would be better... Just my opinion...
Enjoyed...
"I spit the blood severing another tie" would be better... Just my opinion...
Enjoyed...
20th Apr 2015 7:22am
I see what you mean. Thank you for pointing it out. I took out, no pun intended, the Out and replaced the As I. Seems a little better. What do you think? This was written in a very angry state of mind so not much proof reading went into it. Anyway, thank I'm glad you liked it.
20th Apr 2015 6:17pm
I like it much better. Don't be so hard on yourself, that's what we're hear for, not just to suck each others ass ;)
