Entrails scattered like flowers
in a guillotine basket,
boiling in mourning blood
and spitting on words of loathing.
Attemp to purify
those maggots that should not be.
Be alive!
Burn the heretic boys!
Scythe those with willing hands of murder,
cut them to their quick!
Mash those crazed brains,
crazed brains for the grinder
and bodies for the punishment due...
@ Steven Francis 2011
Where poetry meets metal! This ain't my 'serious' work, its just rancid scribblings. Let me explain: I have been a metal music fan since the age of ten and loved the over the top mayhem of the lyrics. This is where I abandon my poet's mask and write a few scriptures for the moshing air guitar !!
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Monday, 7 March 2011
Iron Lee
He's a pinprick ninja at dawn,
a nunchuck come to life
with a sting in his fist,
a dragon from Hong Kong
just don't get him p!ssed.
Bruce Lee !
Lee the Bruce,
the kick ass dragon,
defeat all
you mop headed genius !
Kung fu the enemies to dust,
karate them with those meteor fists!
A tiger with nuclear stripes,
dynamite in a bottle
with clarity of a crystal glass.
Flex your tarantula hamstrings
beat that enemy ass.
a nunchuck come to life
with a sting in his fist,
a dragon from Hong Kong
just don't get him p!ssed.
Bruce Lee !
Lee the Bruce,
the kick ass dragon,
defeat all
you mop headed genius !
Kung fu the enemies to dust,
karate them with those meteor fists!
A tiger with nuclear stripes,
dynamite in a bottle
with clarity of a crystal glass.
Flex your tarantula hamstrings
beat that enemy ass.
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