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A new take on the Apocalypse.
This is a "demo." This is only a "demo."
This is a "demo." This is only a "demo."
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Where will you go? What will you do when they come down? To feed upon the things that make you sweat at night.
I’ve been waiting. I’ve been wanting to travel far. To run across the heavens at the speed of light.
I have told you. I have warned you about their race. But you and all your friends have read the book too long.
Who’s the calm one? Who’s the one that will be free? I will be leaving before the coming dawn.
Take me with you. Show me what I want to see. All the things that I have known to be the way.
Take away the sins of the world—carry me away.
But the darkness has unveiled a holy sight—in the night.
But you seem to see what you have always wanted to believe.
And even now you crawl upon your hands and knees, till they bleed, carry you away, till you’re free, for the day.
Travel lightly. You will not be asleep for long. And soon you will be feeling what you never felt.
See the brightness. See the amber of our two suns. Feel free to look as long as time is dealt.
You were wise child. You were one of the chosen few. Who questioned all the things that they did teach to you.
Walk away with me today and carry the light in you.
For you always thought to open up and say—in the day.
That you thought upon your living soul for very the first time.
And now where you go from here is in the night—in the light.
Don’t you look upon me for anything to help you steer.
You’ve been told about it for all too long, in the song.
But now you feel the pain and the rapture in the day.
And you wonder where the word went so wrong, for too long, carry it away, in the day, make believe your eyes, in the night, fall apart.
Here I wonder. Here I sit by this river of gold. And now you are being forced the blood to sip.
I am smiling. And I am laughing at all of your words. And at this thing that you have called the Apocalypse.
I am living in a world with beings that are known.
To the galaxies and princes of the past, make it last.
And I’m sorry to see you suffer for your simple silly soul.
And eternity will make it hard to last, in the mast, carry you away, till you’re free, for the day.
Controlling The Machine.
I’ve been waiting. I’ve been wanting to travel far. To run across the heavens at the speed of light.
I have told you. I have warned you about their race. But you and all your friends have read the book too long.
Who’s the calm one? Who’s the one that will be free? I will be leaving before the coming dawn.
Take me with you. Show me what I want to see. All the things that I have known to be the way.
Take away the sins of the world—carry me away.
But the darkness has unveiled a holy sight—in the night.
But you seem to see what you have always wanted to believe.
And even now you crawl upon your hands and knees, till they bleed, carry you away, till you’re free, for the day.
Travel lightly. You will not be asleep for long. And soon you will be feeling what you never felt.
See the brightness. See the amber of our two suns. Feel free to look as long as time is dealt.
You were wise child. You were one of the chosen few. Who questioned all the things that they did teach to you.
Walk away with me today and carry the light in you.
For you always thought to open up and say—in the day.
That you thought upon your living soul for very the first time.
And now where you go from here is in the night—in the light.
Don’t you look upon me for anything to help you steer.
You’ve been told about it for all too long, in the song.
But now you feel the pain and the rapture in the day.
And you wonder where the word went so wrong, for too long, carry it away, in the day, make believe your eyes, in the night, fall apart.
Here I wonder. Here I sit by this river of gold. And now you are being forced the blood to sip.
I am smiling. And I am laughing at all of your words. And at this thing that you have called the Apocalypse.
I am living in a world with beings that are known.
To the galaxies and princes of the past, make it last.
And I’m sorry to see you suffer for your simple silly soul.
And eternity will make it hard to last, in the mast, carry you away, till you’re free, for the day.
Controlling The Machine.
This song is fairly good, but it is a little long and carries too many similar
themes throughout. Maybe adding more spice to your music by mixing
up themes throughout, maybe more than you have. It is a good
arrangment and song however, I think it just needs a few more things to
make it really good! A little like Floyd. Good job.