Poetry and Song Lyrics with the Fox

Fascist Fashion...

As I watch the midnight moon,
I can hear the faint sound of monsoons,
Maybe my voice can be heard soon
But we may not know of the rune,

Your heart burns with our compassion,
Your fascist fashion,
Fighting to the end in our forgotten passion,
And I despise your fascist fashion,

And I hear you in my ears
As deaf as a political man,
And I see the outer gears,
You’re about to hurt Anne,

You believe a kettle drum is in order,
But you care not for the hoarder,
And within you a fallen rise,
And I cleanse my room of your lies,

Your heart burns with our compassion,
Your fascist fashion,
Fighting to the end in our forgotten passion,
And I despise your fascist fashion, (x2)

You believe that I am almighty,
And you’re the only to resist,
I am the spirit of the mighty,
And you’re the resistance,

I am the defense,
And I love the fence,
But I do not like the love
In the hollowed cove,

Your heart burns with our compassion,
Your fascist fashion,
Fighting to the end in our forgotten passion,
And I despise your fascist fashion (x2)…

(I'll be double posting so I don't have to make a ton of topics)

Single Moon...


These battles you always choose
End with me to lose
Already I felt like I’ve needed the noose
To show those who isn’t loose,

You have caused me to fall
Deep into the endless hall
Where a single hole
Is in the middle of my skull,

I’ve fallen yet can’t give up
I’ve been crying yet can’t give up
Screaming at nothing but can’t give up
And on the final day I’ve given up

On the pages of the burned book
A picture of his prized hook
And written in blood;
“Forever more on the fallen look”

With this nearly completed exploration
Is the truth behind burned extermination
And the sweat from our determination
But I’ve been crushed under your domination

I’ve fallen yet can’t give up
I’ve been crying yet can’t give up
Screaming at nothing but can’t give up
And on the final day I’ve given up (x2)

So please let go of my hand
Let me sift through the sand
Wouldn’t life be grand
If I had been able to stand?

(Want to post lyrics or poetry onto this? Go ahead, just put your alias at the end of the post so it doesn't get messed up with my work... =P)

You Let Me Go Off Without Your Regret....

Sometimes our conclusions aren’t great
Often filled with torture and hate
And you’ve always been the one to grate
Causing me to close my ears and wait,

With all your screaming and whining
I’ve been watching and crying
Writhing in pain until I stop and die
And yet you keep up your lie,

You make me fall to the floor
Keeping me away from the door
Inside my very core
I’m burning with the poor,

Yet it’s so easy to run
To never turn
Running away from my very home
To somewhere where I’m not welcome,

With all of my helplessness inside
And yet I’ve got more in the inside
Than I would on the outside
So please hear me out on the side,

I can’t feel the way I did before
With you and that lazy horse
I’m still running that course
I still can’t feel the way I did before,

You make me fall to the floor
Keeping me away from the door
Inside my very core
I’m burning with the poor, (X2)

Congratulations
You are now my ultimate fear
And I do not want to be here
And I wish to not hear
You as you were near,

You make me fall to the floor
Keeping me away from the door
Inside my very core
I’m burning with the poor… (fading)

Sighing of the Sun...


I don’t know how I got this way,
But I despise it
And under the doorstep I decay
And my I sit and wait,

And I lay with deep regret
I am sifting through the past
And I may be able to forget,
I’ll be able to throw all away,

You told me not to break,
And yet you were encouraging me
So I have may have been weak
And doom I now shall wreak,

Blood sweating through tears
Unfortunately may I have been foolish,
My life draining beyond crystal years
And a half full bottle of gears,

A year left of misery,
A sigh of despair,
I have much in the treasury
A price for repair,

I have been forced to watch the falling moon,
And to hear the squeal of the coming monsoon
And upon the final loon
Shall be the end of our fierce rule,

A year left of misery,
A sigh of despair,
I have much in the treasury
A price for repair…

These are great! I really liked Fascist Fashion and Sighing of the Sun the most. =D

i love them all... if they get published... im gona buy them as soon as they come out... or if they do

those r perfect!!! 99/10

Sweet Night Labor...


Within our Self-Righteous calls
Lays the care takers of the forgotten halls
And in the cracking walls
Is the caterwauling of forgotten souls,

With the ladies and gentlemen chattering
You can hear the rain pattering
Beyond the windows is the clattering
And the men have many lacerations,

It’s the Last Day’s Countdown
With the million dollar showdown,
A whole loot of million dollars/
It’ll have you begging for more callers,

And yet you say you’ve won
But yet you don’t have that one
Which I seek is under the gun
So leave me alone son,

With you going around screaming;
“Sweet night labor!”
I’m going around asking for a gleaming;
“Sweet night labor!”

Oh our sweet revenge
Will never get to the final stage
With your deep rampage
Is the final end of the cage,

Oh yeah with all the banging
Hell yeah with our regrets
Screaming with the hanging
And swearing at the rejects,

With you going around screaming;
“Sweet night labor!”
I’m going around asking for a gleaming;
“Sweet night labor!” (x2)

That one is awesome. 8D

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Awesome stuff there. Awesome stuff. Alot, no FAR better then any crap I could make. :P

Pretty, good. You have inspired me to become a Poet..next year. Lol