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This is the poem from the middle of "A Cliché Demise." This poem is even more eerie by itself. Words came off the top of my head. I just took old sayings and rhymed them with words that were running through my head.
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Lyrics
One man's trash is another man's treasure.
One man's fate is another man's pleasure.
If I die before I wake,
Sink my body 'neath the lake.
Twinkle, Twinkle little star.
Spread my essence wide and far.
Butterfly wings could change the world.
But keep my body 'neath the soil.
One man's fate is another man's pleasure.
If I die before I wake,
Sink my body 'neath the lake.
Twinkle, Twinkle little star.
Spread my essence wide and far.
Butterfly wings could change the world.
But keep my body 'neath the soil.
FrozenEntropy
Background is very cool and appropriate for the subject...
I found the lyric interesting, bu t as soon as you had me
hooked, it was all over... I'd like to hear you expand on
this idea by maybe 2-3 stanzas. Vocal fx and intonation
very cool.