Phantom7
Banned via Warnings
I am an experienced composer and lyricist and have been writing original compositions for a few years now, so I decided to share some lyrics to some of my newest songs! They're heavily Christian, but I suppose anyone can still enjoy them. I'll even post a short description below some of the songs describing what it is mostly about.
Wanderers of the Earth
They are clueless and ignorant.
They are cloaked and hooded in black.
They reach out and destroy each other
with the knives that retract from their hearts.
They engulf themselves in flames and pretend not to feel it.
They sink into it.
The rising smoke chokes them to their deaths,
but they manage to find enjoyment.
In their delusion
they crucified the incarnation of their savior.
They sought the burial of perfection.
They find a means of enjoyment in their own punishment.
When their punishment was taken,
they refused to believe it was true.
Their fangs sink into eachother's skin,
searching for purpose.
The only purpose they find is what kills them.
They were told to dominate earth.
They set their armies and territories
and spilled their remains over the land
for their own selfishness.
Must they suffer for what they have done?
Sadly, the truth is revealed -
I am one of them. I am humanity.
This is focused on what the ignorance and foolishness of our own human race has become.
Plea of the Fallen
I fight the cold and restless wind as it blows me back.
The mist has blocked my thirsty eyes. I Look into the clouds for you.
This broken sword of Hell has vanished from its sheath.
Grant me your golden rod with the enemy now unleashed.
Bleed dry my blackened veins. Fill me with saving blood.
Save me with cleansing water to extinguish this flaming flood.
Please help me escape my fate.
Seek out from your soul and find me in this wasteland where I lay to die.
With every last breath I breathe intoxication of the ****ed as I lie here in flames.
I'm drowning in these waters, and everyone else is pulling me in.
Imprisoned in these shadows, I slowly die.
Fangs of the Serpent
We see the unclaimed solace.
We fear to lose our pride.
We seek the temporary pleasures of this sinful world.
Is your soul not haunted by the evil in this false pleasure?
Are you aware that you've forsaken glory for your own selfish desire?
Is your heart not shaken by the evil in this false pleasure?
Has emptiness destroyed your mindless soul with your own sinful desire?
We've been scarred, shredded, and broken by the fangs of the serpent.
We watch the scars on our skin as the saving blood slowly leaks out.
Are we striving to heal these wounds when we know that they will destroy us?
We praise the scars on our skin. We shield the power to heal as it runs toward us.
When the path of truth stands before your soul, should you not follow?
You've forsaken the path you know to follow and followed the serpents to darkness.
Your goal is to fulfill lust in your eyes with sinful desires.
You've let the fangs of the dark serpent intoxicate your blood.
Invasions of darkness now cloud your mind. Do you not feel them?
Where is your will to defeat the virus that crawls within your veins?
How much pride will fit in the black hole that is your evil mind?
Are you aware that fitting more desires has become the essence of our lives?
The Hanging Corpse
I am overcome with anticipation of your corpse
plummeting to the ground as you hang on these planks.
Your dry eyes stare blindly at the ground.
Blood is still dripping from your wrists.
I wondered while they beat you and hanged you here like this.
Though I did not know you, you were not an enemy.
It was your perfection.
You treated all gently like a lamb.
But your voice spoke like a lion.
Now you hang like a lamb after a lion's kill.
I cannot bear this much pity any longer.
No more did you deserve this suffering than I did.
Tears hit the surface of the earth, My knees are stained from the dirt.
I face your desolate body, and I repent for my own evil deeds.
The Draining Ocean
Have I risen above them -
those who have fallen away and sunk their souls into this ocean of shadow?
His blood flows gently atop the waves,
and the rain rises into the clouds.
When the sea dries into desert
our kingdom of evil will reappear.
You are not the only one surviving on the salt from this drained sea.
Join the chorus walking by the river, and find a path leading to paradise.
In other words, when salvation is taken from our lives (represented by Christ's shed blood rising into the clouds) we are lost and are living on nothing. The paradise represents life as a disciple of Christ, and the river represents peace and the fulfillment of our needs, as God provides all of them.
Origin of Existence
See the trees beyond the horizon. They created themselves.
Physics are not controlled by any means.
Life is of no living origin. Life created itself.
Infinity is originated from nothing. Apathy is the source of all creation.
As I walk into this world I am so dispassionate
that I believe there is no greater life that brought me here.
This world is so simple that nothing was needed to begin with.
Are these the words we trust?
The universe lacks simplicity and is beyond earthly possibility.
Who did this? No - we did not create our God for an excuse.
We watched as His perfect incarnation suffered our punishment.
Perfection was the evidence. We now believe His explanations of the origin of existence.
WARNING! - These lyrics are not to be used in any way or form. Do not ask for permission.
Wanderers of the Earth
They are clueless and ignorant.
They are cloaked and hooded in black.
They reach out and destroy each other
with the knives that retract from their hearts.
They engulf themselves in flames and pretend not to feel it.
They sink into it.
The rising smoke chokes them to their deaths,
but they manage to find enjoyment.
In their delusion
they crucified the incarnation of their savior.
They sought the burial of perfection.
They find a means of enjoyment in their own punishment.
When their punishment was taken,
they refused to believe it was true.
Their fangs sink into eachother's skin,
searching for purpose.
The only purpose they find is what kills them.
They were told to dominate earth.
They set their armies and territories
and spilled their remains over the land
for their own selfishness.
Must they suffer for what they have done?
Sadly, the truth is revealed -
I am one of them. I am humanity.
This is focused on what the ignorance and foolishness of our own human race has become.
Plea of the Fallen
I fight the cold and restless wind as it blows me back.
The mist has blocked my thirsty eyes. I Look into the clouds for you.
This broken sword of Hell has vanished from its sheath.
Grant me your golden rod with the enemy now unleashed.
Bleed dry my blackened veins. Fill me with saving blood.
Save me with cleansing water to extinguish this flaming flood.
Please help me escape my fate.
Seek out from your soul and find me in this wasteland where I lay to die.
With every last breath I breathe intoxication of the ****ed as I lie here in flames.
I'm drowning in these waters, and everyone else is pulling me in.
Imprisoned in these shadows, I slowly die.
Fangs of the Serpent
We see the unclaimed solace.
We fear to lose our pride.
We seek the temporary pleasures of this sinful world.
Is your soul not haunted by the evil in this false pleasure?
Are you aware that you've forsaken glory for your own selfish desire?
Is your heart not shaken by the evil in this false pleasure?
Has emptiness destroyed your mindless soul with your own sinful desire?
We've been scarred, shredded, and broken by the fangs of the serpent.
We watch the scars on our skin as the saving blood slowly leaks out.
Are we striving to heal these wounds when we know that they will destroy us?
We praise the scars on our skin. We shield the power to heal as it runs toward us.
When the path of truth stands before your soul, should you not follow?
You've forsaken the path you know to follow and followed the serpents to darkness.
Your goal is to fulfill lust in your eyes with sinful desires.
You've let the fangs of the dark serpent intoxicate your blood.
Invasions of darkness now cloud your mind. Do you not feel them?
Where is your will to defeat the virus that crawls within your veins?
How much pride will fit in the black hole that is your evil mind?
Are you aware that fitting more desires has become the essence of our lives?
The Hanging Corpse
I am overcome with anticipation of your corpse
plummeting to the ground as you hang on these planks.
Your dry eyes stare blindly at the ground.
Blood is still dripping from your wrists.
I wondered while they beat you and hanged you here like this.
Though I did not know you, you were not an enemy.
It was your perfection.
You treated all gently like a lamb.
But your voice spoke like a lion.
Now you hang like a lamb after a lion's kill.
I cannot bear this much pity any longer.
No more did you deserve this suffering than I did.
Tears hit the surface of the earth, My knees are stained from the dirt.
I face your desolate body, and I repent for my own evil deeds.
The Draining Ocean
Have I risen above them -
those who have fallen away and sunk their souls into this ocean of shadow?
His blood flows gently atop the waves,
and the rain rises into the clouds.
When the sea dries into desert
our kingdom of evil will reappear.
You are not the only one surviving on the salt from this drained sea.
Join the chorus walking by the river, and find a path leading to paradise.
In other words, when salvation is taken from our lives (represented by Christ's shed blood rising into the clouds) we are lost and are living on nothing. The paradise represents life as a disciple of Christ, and the river represents peace and the fulfillment of our needs, as God provides all of them.
Origin of Existence
See the trees beyond the horizon. They created themselves.
Physics are not controlled by any means.
Life is of no living origin. Life created itself.
Infinity is originated from nothing. Apathy is the source of all creation.
As I walk into this world I am so dispassionate
that I believe there is no greater life that brought me here.
This world is so simple that nothing was needed to begin with.
Are these the words we trust?
The universe lacks simplicity and is beyond earthly possibility.
Who did this? No - we did not create our God for an excuse.
We watched as His perfect incarnation suffered our punishment.
Perfection was the evidence. We now believe His explanations of the origin of existence.
WARNING! - These lyrics are not to be used in any way or form. Do not ask for permission.
