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High Voltage Damnation

Back in black! I hit the sack
I been too long, I’m glad to be back
Yes I am let loose from the noose
That’s kept me hanging about
I keep looking at the sky ’cause it’s gettin’ me high
Forget the hearse ’cause I’ll never die!

~*~

Let’s go back to the olden days

Of girls, strippers, badass cars

Rock like a TNT explosion play

A hard life of wars as rockstars

Cheeky innuendos set up to kill

Charming croon, gravel scream

Ready to fire, and shoot to thrill

Guitars of two and five of team

Let’s go back to the olden days

Where reverting to black, it sells

High voltage is not just a current

And every song’s a highway to hell.

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C.C.

In my shoes, a walking sleep
And my youth I pray to keep
Heaven sent hell away
No one sings like you anymore…

~Black Hole Sun; Soundgarden

~*~

You didn’t stay

For the encore,

But you left a

Mark deeper

Than the cut

Of the razor.

You didn’t stay

To take a bow,

But you are a

Legend, you

Didn’t need

One anyhow.

Rock in peace.

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¡ M ! U ! S ! I ! C ¡

Sing it out, boy, you got to see what tomorrow brings
Sing it out, girl, you got to be what tomorrow means
For every time that they want to count you out
And use your voice every single time you open up your mouth…

~*~

These bladed songs are

Tearing at my soul’s skin

And clipping the sinews

Within my aching heart

Every riff and drumbeat

Every bassline and lyric

A dulled pair of scissors

That cuts ever so deeply

Leaving lacerations and

Unhealing angry wounds

Bleeding and twisting as

I’ll feel every pain and joy

.

Of each song and singer

Of music and musicians

And delicate instruments

Making infrangible tunes

When the bars intertwine

My veins and my nerves

The incision a glory scar

As I bleed notes instead

But the cuts ain’t poison

They are far from venom

It’s my personal panacea

The everlasting nostrum

.

It’s that adrenaline rush

That never subsides off

The hurt that keeps you

Craving for the remedies

The madness and frenzy

The need to dance along

Air guitar motion fingers

Hair fanned out as wings

And as I mouth the words

Leaping along to melody

In the minutes of passion

I have never felt so free…

.

Each lyrical verse being a

Chapter of the adventure

With seconds of sunlight

Or drowned in teary rain

Composition, creativity

Vocals, tone, scale, vary

Rhythm, keys, harmony

Melody, symphony, me

All components refined

Blending into balanced

Perfection and mastery

Birthing precious songs

.

This world’s way better

With a little more noise

So plug in tangled wires

Turn up those speakers

Up to million and seven

We will damn make sure

That we’re heard all the

Way from hell to heaven

Whenever chaos strikes

We’re all mute and dumb

There will always be one

Voice that bravely sings

.

Even if they say it’s harmful

They say it’s fucking wrong

Oh, it’s an evil satanic ritual!

Making you slit your wrists!

Well I say fuck those haters

And their hollow silent lives

The dirty hypocrites will cry

When they see me carry on

For what gives me full energy

And a will to fight headstrong

Are not critics and words, but

These damn awesome songs.

~*~

Sing it for the boys! Sing it for the girls!
Every time that you lose it, sing it for the world!
Sing it from the heart! Sing it ’til you’re nuts!
Sing it out for the ones that’ll hate your guts!
Sing it for the deaf! Sing it for the blind!
Sing about everyone that you left behind!
Sing it for the world! Sing it for the world!

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Rock Climbing

You got me gasping for air
Tryna hold onto your memory
It should be easier to breathe
You knock me off my feet
I won’t forget it, c’mon you don’t regret it…

~*~

I grapple for a memory of you, hoping to understand

Trying to find a foothold in your heart ever so stiff

But it’s quite hard to let go of your blue-blooded hands

When I’m hanging off a steep bottomless cliff

.

The sharp rocks mercilessly slice my chafing skin open

The screeching wind careens me, laughing and mocking in glee

Yet I still struggle to complete my descent to your soul then

Despite all the searing pain and arduous misery

.

But if I fail the climb, still, maybe it won’t be so bad after

When I fall and get swallowed by the rampaging dark waters

And as soon as my consciousness slowly takes its leave

It should be a little easier for both you and me to breathe.

~*~

…You’re impossible to please
I don’t wanna go but I know
You should be easier to leave…

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