Greetings writers club, i am also an artist like all of आप :) i am the A&Os best heavy metal song writer and i want to दिखाना आप all what i can do :).
branded the animal:
VERSE 1:
Branded like an animal
The lack of sleep will burn in my mind
आप won't leave until आप make your message clear
(for peace of mind) (for peace if mind)
VERSE 2:
Breathing very deeply
आप will never know how I feel
Leaving me with तस्वीरें of perfect insanities field
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)
CHORUS:
Leaves me with Words of pure damnation that I am.
(cause i am damnation personified)
i have been
branded like the animal
the visions of death will पंप into my brain
like a warrior in the field, ready to kill and mame
get ready to die, ready to die!
VERSE 3:
hiding in my dark shell
until the night were i come out to hunt
आप will leave your life when i liberate your soul
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)
VERSE 4:
killing during night fall
branded like an animal that makes scars in my mind
आप know the message to my body is never as clear as my i say
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)
CHORUS:
Leaves me with Words of pure damnation that I am.
(cause i am damnation personified)
i have been
branded like the animal
the visions of death will पंप into my brain
like a warrior in the field, ready to kill and mame
get ready to die, ready to die!
BRIDGE:
branded like an animal
hunted like an animal
on my knees like an animal
death now like an animal
ready to die!
ready to die!
BRIDGE 2:
branded the animal
ready to die
the lack of sleep will burn in my mind
my soul will fly
आप wont leave until आप make your message clear
for peace of mind
(every thing stops after i say the the last word-no long notes for the end)
branded the animal:
VERSE 1:
Branded like an animal
The lack of sleep will burn in my mind
आप won't leave until आप make your message clear
(for peace of mind) (for peace if mind)
VERSE 2:
Breathing very deeply
आप will never know how I feel
Leaving me with तस्वीरें of perfect insanities field
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)
CHORUS:
Leaves me with Words of pure damnation that I am.
(cause i am damnation personified)
i have been
branded like the animal
the visions of death will पंप into my brain
like a warrior in the field, ready to kill and mame
get ready to die, ready to die!
VERSE 3:
hiding in my dark shell
until the night were i come out to hunt
आप will leave your life when i liberate your soul
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)
VERSE 4:
killing during night fall
branded like an animal that makes scars in my mind
आप know the message to my body is never as clear as my i say
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)
CHORUS:
Leaves me with Words of pure damnation that I am.
(cause i am damnation personified)
i have been
branded like the animal
the visions of death will पंप into my brain
like a warrior in the field, ready to kill and mame
get ready to die, ready to die!
BRIDGE:
branded like an animal
hunted like an animal
on my knees like an animal
death now like an animal
ready to die!
ready to die!
BRIDGE 2:
branded the animal
ready to die
the lack of sleep will burn in my mind
my soul will fly
आप wont leave until आप make your message clear
for peace of mind
(every thing stops after i say the the last word-no long notes for the end)
*********************
One lonely sunday afternoon
I sit in my chamber and have nothing to do
My प्यार is far away
I wonder if (s)he's already forgotten me
So I sadly watch the sky
See the raindrops passing by
One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon
One lonely sunday afternoon
I'm even as my फूल still out of bloom
I find some old photos, covered with dust
I cannot forget आप although I know that I must
So I sadly let them fly
And this time I have to cry
One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon
**********************
आप seek for spark of hope.
Your life held by
darkness thoughts,
anchor is
some place else.
Bad luck follows आप
like a hook,
won't let आप go,
won't leave आप alone.
आप smile today,
and cry whole eternity,
like that's your fate,
disturbing thoughts
to lie inside of you,
to take away everything
that आप hope for.
Devil is calling your name,
leaves आप not,
आप don't see the एंजल on
your shoulder,
trying to give आप a strength.
आप long for life
that आप don't know of,
आप seek for peace,
trying to get away
from misty forest
that stains your heart
into black.
January 16, 1815
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits द्वारा Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to हटाइए tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a आग earlier, and let me tell आप journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the आग ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits द्वारा Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to हटाइए tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a आग earlier, and let me tell आप journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the आग ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia