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Death Camp Wolves Gnawing on The Bones Of My Past
A death-camp smile on a demons face, howling of hungry wolves
Muzzleflash and the sound of artillery burst
Napalm kisses on angels lips
Black-heart flirtations
on the eve of destruction
Play a song for me Nero, we'll sing as the empire burns
Cyanide filled rooms where the wounded become the dead
Ashes to Ashes as bones become dust
The horizon red with fire as you say I love you
As you look me in the eyes and sing your liars song of days to come
wolves are already at my door hungrily gnawing the bones of my past
Amidst these sounds of dying
Another truth is carved into my bones and I still taste your sweat still im covered with dirt and the smell of death
i still taste the decay and fear of the cellar where we hid
Muzzleflash and the sound of artillery burst
Napalm kisses on angels lips
Black-heart flirtations
on the eve of destruction
Play a song for me Nero, we'll sing as the empire burns
Cyanide filled rooms where the wounded become the dead
Ashes to Ashes as bones become dust
The horizon red with fire as you say I love you
As you look me in the eyes and sing your liars song of days to come
wolves are already at my door hungrily gnawing the bones of my past
Amidst these sounds of dying
Another truth is carved into my bones and I still taste your sweat still im covered with dirt and the smell of death
i still taste the decay and fear of the cellar where we hid
Published 28th Jan 2013
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I maybe wrong but this came off to me as a war poem..I don't understand how there is so much talent on this site yet such few comments..this deserves more recognition. I loved it:)
28th Jan 2013 10:25pm
Thanks, I cant remember what exactly the inspiration was for the war imagery in this,something i was watching on tv.
so yea it is a war poem but i was also attempting to use the old cliche of "love is war" without being corny and overtly cliche.
I have noticed that many good pieces on here seem to not be as well recognozed as they deserve to be, but I have belonged to several other sites similar to this and DUP is much better for feedback than some.
Also the quality of feedback is better, the first literary site i was on Litsay was mostly just teen angst and why/my/cry;/dy/by hallmark card rhymes and the few good writers insisted on telling those less talented how awful they were. little episodes was better but its kind of died down, I havent hardly seen a comment for over a year there. A guy i met on litsay toldme about DUP ages ago and I wish I would have joined sooner.
so yea it is a war poem but i was also attempting to use the old cliche of "love is war" without being corny and overtly cliche.
I have noticed that many good pieces on here seem to not be as well recognozed as they deserve to be, but I have belonged to several other sites similar to this and DUP is much better for feedback than some.
Also the quality of feedback is better, the first literary site i was on Litsay was mostly just teen angst and why/my/cry;/dy/by hallmark card rhymes and the few good writers insisted on telling those less talented how awful they were. little episodes was better but its kind of died down, I havent hardly seen a comment for over a year there. A guy i met on litsay toldme about DUP ages ago and I wish I would have joined sooner.
