Charr LullabyNow the night has comeCharr Lullaby2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Close your eyes
Take your bed
Now the war is won
Count your ears
Rest your head
Now the forge is black
Wet your paws
Wash your face
Now your warband’s back
Stow your arms
Slow your pace
Now your order’s gave
Aim it true
Aim it deep
Now is filled your grave
Rest your song
Go to sleep
TES V: 'Sons of Skyrim' LyricsThe Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim - "Sons of Skyrim" Song LyricsTES V: 'Sons of Skyrim' Lyrics5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Naal ok zin, los vahriin,
Wah dien vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal,
Ahrk fin norok paal graan,
Fod nust hon zindro zaan,
Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal.
Ahrk fin kel lost prodah,
Do ved viing ko fin krah,
Tol fod zyemah win kien meyz fundien
Alduin fyen do jun,
Kruziik vokun staadnau,
Voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lien.
By his honor, is sworn,
To keep evil forever at bay,
And the fiercest foes rout,
When they hear triumph's shout,
Dragonborn, for your blessing we pray,
And the Scrolls have foretold,
Of black wings in the cold,
That when brothers wage war come unfurled,
Alduin bane of kings,
Ancient shadow unbound,
With a hunger to swallow the world.
UnderTaker SongUnderTaker Song3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The shadow of the Undertaker
creeps across your floor.
Go lock up all your children
And paint blood upon your door.
These hills are filled with whispers
Of a man all dressed in black
And the toll of death's kneel, He climbs from hell
To drag some poor soul back
That ol' bible speaks of angels
Doing service unto the lord
The Undertaker knows no master
He drinks from any cup poured.
Just as Banshees wail their warning
That someone that same day will die
The Undertaker states the same and
I'll be goddamned if he tells a lie
Some falsely say whippoorwills are the harbingers of death
It's the Undertaker's murder of crows that'll seize your living breath
You'll see him riding into town all dressed up like a tomb
When you see him that eve on the outbound street, you know some poor soul met their doom
The Undertaker raises no hand,
But I'll fear him, just the same…
His presence pre-tells both blood and death,
Yet he shoulders
Not the blame.
Like the shadow of the vulture
Chant - Blessings - of MagnusChant - Blessings - of Magnus4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Chant Of Magnus
By The Name Of Magnus,
May Magicka Remains Under Your Will.
By The Virtue Of Galerion,
May Your Knowledge Always Be Real.
By The Wisdom Of Syrabane,
May You Learn Sempiternal.
By The Might Of Shalidor,
May Your Insights Be Eternal.
AV LATTA OIOBALA
Morokei, Glorious Dovah Priest.
GnosisFrom the fading light I'm fallingGnosis6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Where once I stood so proud
No longer are the voices calling
No longer do I yearn to know
I've spent my time in thought
And drunk my fill of silence
And left the dying ages, the rot
And putrid stench behind
I've learned, but still..
I do not know, nor can I
And now I never will
Knowledge brings no peace
WerewolfShe stares brokenly into the mirrorWerewolf11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feeling her skin stretch & her bones break
Feeling her mouth fill with bile & saliva
Feeling her body startto shake
She stares intot he mirror, tears
leaking from her eyes,
Feeling her pulse quicken & her
Knowing that she shall be wild soon
Knowing that she has something to prove
She stares at her reflection
Feeling disgust as she falls to her knees
Feeling only pain
Feeling only agony as her bones freeze
She stares without seeing at the floor
Feeling her skin rip and tear
Leaving her doubled on the ground
The only thing she can do is stare
She opens her mouth, her teeth
jagged and sharp
She lifts her head & lets out a
Scream. She feles only release
As she realises she is ree from
her drea. She stands the pain
is gone now, the beast
Within her soul is free
She walks forward on strong
new furred legs and revels
in the fact that before her human
flee, she tenses her muscles &
runs forward, feeling in the wind
dragging through her hair
Blood LoversBlood LoversBlood Lovers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cannot be resisted,
Shall be tasted:
I dart out my tongue.
Sweet, like honey
Bitter, like fresh ground coffee: I taste chocolate.
You're soft to the touch
With harsh forests of
Unshaven hairs planted along your chin and cheeks.
My hand some-how finds its way to your face
And tenderly strokes it,
Eliciting a feral growl deep in your throat.
With my body held against yours,
Just like this,
Our two hearts beat side-by-side,
They beat as one: nothing else matters.
Nothing but our shared heart.
I gave you my being,
And you gave me a ring.
My gift was better,
But who'll know?
Cthulhu Surge, et libera nos, (NaPoWriMo - Day 5)The murky depths surround meCthulhu Surge, et libera nos, (NaPoWriMo - Day 5)8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sea of life poisoned by the uninitiated
Virtuous beliefs, now forbidden
The ancient temple crumbles
Darkness and despair abound
The cult leader rises in front of the mass
His followers prostrate to the false idol
Mocking the godliness of the Great Old One
Defiling ageless texts
Alas, the Necronomicon burns
The echoes stir the seas
Earthquakes touch the mountains; shake Innsmouth
Voices join the chorus of thunder
Vocate ad Vetus Ones
Da nobis absolutio
nos tibi cthulhu
R'lyeh calls, oh great and righteous one
Rise again and walk among us
The dying embers of life call to you
Your golden sanctuary tainted by the malefactors
I may not be as pious as thou art
My sins sentencing me to an eternity in exile
Yet, my faith in thy greatness never wavers
Protect me from the unrepentant
Free me from the despair
Cthulhu, I call to thee
Sol And LunaiSol And Luna7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eye to eye
But never the same
From isle to isle
In each other's name
Same old grace
Same old face
But never the same
A stone's throw away
Yet 1000 oceans apart
The winds hold sway
To a fluttering heart
Breaking through the lies
Yet still trapped in the skies
Unable to say
They'd rather go gray
Than to become as black
When they turn back
They think about the land
Shining in their hands
Burning crosses and shields
In the wavy, golden fields
They have too much pride
To ever confide
In eachother or others
Sisters or brothers
That they make a perfect
Night and Day
What use is it to bleed sunshine
When she breathes moonlight?
If you think she'll come 'round in time
What use is it to steal the night?
How many days are spent
Trying to seduce the blind?
How many times do you forget
That we all fade away in time?
One, two, three
The bleeding hearts sing the song
Under the pale tree
Lit by your lamenting form
A break in the structure and form
The Ballad of Big MacThe Ballad of Big Mac4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Ballad of Big Mac
Come hear the tale of Macintosh,
Big Mac to all his friends,
the love he won, but almost lost,
of fame that never ends.
He spent his days out in a field
not far from Ponyville,
gath'ring his orchard's fruitful yield
with all his bucking skill.
"Big Mac, you take care now y'hear!"
said A. J. in alarm,
"Keep buckin' like that an' Ah've a fear
You'll do yerself some harm!"
Big Mac replied, "Don' worry none,"
as apples fell like rain,
"Jus' mah way of 'gettin' 'er done'!"
and went to buck again.
He bucked the tree, and with a crash
the center of it split.
The falling trunk, quick as a flash,
the stallion's head did hit.
Straight to Nurse Redheart Big Mac was sent
with AJ at his side,
and in the quiet medical tent
he nursed his wounded pride.
But though the nurse did all she could,
the wound refused to heal -
ointment and poultice did no good,
despite Nurse Redheart's zeal.
To Twilight Sparkle then Mac fled,
librarian of the town.
Yet as soon as all her books we
WiccaWe are Wicca,Wicca7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are not evil.
We are hunted and burned by the church,
Because we are different,
Not in appearance,
But in our beliefs.
Our ways are different,
Our minds are too,
And because we dont follow one god blindly,
We are burnt alive,
Burnt for something we didnt do.
They called us heretics,
Witches and whores.
Burnt at the stake for no faith in their lord.
They call us evil when they burn us alive.
They drown our children to see if they were right,
If our children sink,
Then they were good,
But if they were to rise,
To death is where they go.
The church is our enemy,
From no fault of our own.
They hate our gods and goddesses,
Because our gods are not their own.
LovecraftMaybe Lovecraft was right,Lovecraft7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As laying awake I shiver,
The invisible beastly faces,
That leer, unknowable, in the night.
He who said that the greatest sensation
Was that screaming terror that surrounds
Humans in the coal-black places
As they know they have no control over creation.
And while the good lie asleep in bed,
The sorcerers who were hidden escape,
Praising Gods beyond the souls capability,
To understand, as to be saved is to be lead.
While those who froth in madness scream,
Of things that were beyond their understanding,
Their dead eyes glaring back the reflections of eternity
And they know that nothing is as it should seem.
And from this blinding, choking bleakness,
One should find the reason to hope,
But no, all that is left is things beyond things,
Manipulating human stupidity and weakness.
As here a little child I stand,
On the edge of something so horrifically vast
That no man or woman can glare into it and return,
With soul intact from that dark land.
weallfalldownanddialtones.x;weallfalldownanddialtones.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the bruises on my thighs are the
same size as your fingertips.
but i guess that's just a coincidence.
[they won't fade away...]
i wonder what you'd think if you saw me now.
your whispered words, the stubble on your face and the colour your eyes used to be still make me cry some nights.
but only some.
no matter how many times i wash my sheets, they still smell like you.
like your cheap cologne. and the cheap whiskey you tried to get me to drink.
like your breathy moans against my neck.
The Siren's Call.The Siren's Call.The Siren's Call.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bright pink lips,
a bikini top.
She gestures wildly,
beckoning every person
to have a dance with her.
Another drink goes down
and I'm pulled into her dance
where hips thrust wildly
and hands roam everywhere.
Yet when lips meet,
it's hollow and broken
sloppy and careless
no spark or real feelings.
I don't walk away
or even pull apart.
Our limbs mesh together more
and even though it's full of sweat
and nothing more than heat
I cannot bring myself to turn away.
This Siren has captured me,
and for the rest of the night
New AdventureA new adventure has begun,New Adventure8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And new heroes arise,
Old enemies stand up again,
To only be pushed back down.
Let's go on this new adventure,
And slay us an ogre or dragon,
Or just laugh with friends
And enjoy life.
A new adventure has begun,
And even if you don't want to go,
Just do it anyway,
For the fun and the games.
Don't turn your back on an adventure,
But take your friends by the hand,
And march, march, march,
Into your life!
Forgetting Him.Forgetting Him.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pain and misery at every step I take
Being there for her when no one else can,
Trying hard to fix his reckless mistake
She breaks down crying, over that of a man.
The tears rushing down her beautiful face
Searching for forgiveness, waiting for light,
Trying so hard to keep her worthless place
The bear you gave her, she's holding to tight.
Trying to be brave and face what he's done
The break of her heart one piece at a time,
She knows it is true, she is not the one
Feeling cheated, like she's not worth a dime.
Sweet smells of you forever locked away
The memories of you are kept at bay.