| SRQ |
Well it's been a while... since I wrote these lyrics. Can you guess where they are coming from? I have the music to this on here too, accessible via my music page.
Anyway, if it can inspire you, me posting this will serve it's purpose.
In effect this is a different way of dealing with that blueness... I could have done a three-chord howlin' improv instead.. it would not have been as interesting I think
Have fun...
ps... issue on the Serpent Queen... there most be some relation to the song title, no doubt. I did study a great number of metaphysics subjects back in the day, must have come across this philosophy too.
SERPENT RIDDLE QUEEN
she wears a face in every mirror
spreads her scent through every sky
she answers questions never thought of
teaches why there ain't no "why"
her sacred will remains unbroken
as her name remains unspoken
covers candles with the glass
pierces straight through every mask
she's the serpent riddle queen
she's the goddess no-one sees
bends the future in her greed
feeds the suffer, spills the need
she's the angel fallen high
welcomes all to her goodbye
as she'll follow, she will lead
burns the books when shadows meet
to her door the lovers lineup
but she knows the borderline
as rivers flow towards their source
she's been broken many times
she calls the day and cuts the night
came shattered in from every side
harvest love to carry on
turns the moon, and takes the sun
she's the serpent riddle queen
she's the goddess no-one sees
highest good is highest speed
the empress of make belief
as her waves are slow decay
she who hunts, the rest all prey
a little closer, fade away
time has come to rape the day...
bits of silver, bits of gold
a set of cards that they may fold
a last embrace, a final ride
they were buried out of sight
pinch my ears and sting my eyes
find a truth within her lies
burn in heaven, fall from skies
who can understand her cries
she's the serpent riddle queen
she's the goddess, no one sees
to I might find that all is well
as she summoned up my hell
the churches ring their dying bell
break the mirrors of her spell
a little closer, fade away
time has come to rape the day...
Anyway, if it can inspire you, me posting this will serve it's purpose.
In effect this is a different way of dealing with that blueness... I could have done a three-chord howlin' improv instead.. it would not have been as interesting I think
Have fun...
ps... issue on the Serpent Queen... there most be some relation to the song title, no doubt. I did study a great number of metaphysics subjects back in the day, must have come across this philosophy too.
SERPENT RIDDLE QUEEN
she wears a face in every mirror
spreads her scent through every sky
she answers questions never thought of
teaches why there ain't no "why"
her sacred will remains unbroken
as her name remains unspoken
covers candles with the glass
pierces straight through every mask
she's the serpent riddle queen
she's the goddess no-one sees
bends the future in her greed
feeds the suffer, spills the need
she's the angel fallen high
welcomes all to her goodbye
as she'll follow, she will lead
burns the books when shadows meet
to her door the lovers lineup
but she knows the borderline
as rivers flow towards their source
she's been broken many times
she calls the day and cuts the night
came shattered in from every side
harvest love to carry on
turns the moon, and takes the sun
she's the serpent riddle queen
she's the goddess no-one sees
highest good is highest speed
the empress of make belief
as her waves are slow decay
she who hunts, the rest all prey
a little closer, fade away
time has come to rape the day...
bits of silver, bits of gold
a set of cards that they may fold
a last embrace, a final ride
they were buried out of sight
pinch my ears and sting my eyes
find a truth within her lies
burn in heaven, fall from skies
who can understand her cries
she's the serpent riddle queen
she's the goddess, no one sees
to I might find that all is well
as she summoned up my hell
the churches ring their dying bell
break the mirrors of her spell
a little closer, fade away
time has come to rape the day...
yeah thanks.. that line is meant to somehow confuse the listener, make one more aware...
thanks.. amazing u say, wow that's something for a compliment alright !
thanks.. amazing u say, wow that's something for a compliment alright !
im in love with these lyrics man, great job! i cant wait till you put some music to this i imagina sort of goth rock when i listen to this, a little hevery then H.I.M. but not to heavy, and i hear a woman voice singing the chorus, though i could be crazy and the voices are simply acting up again because i havent given them their caffeen, so um yeah any ways, i cant wait till you put these bad boys to music! get on it will you?
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| glad u like it :) |
heheh... he.. the very original 1996 version of the song is here: http://forum.bandamp.com/Audio_Review/2987.html
I've made about 5 different versions later on, the most recent dating from 2001, which has a much better audio quality, but for some reason I still like the original best.
I posted the song (and lyrics) here some time ago because I've been playing around with the thought of doing a new version again, which will be sooo different... I guess that IS a good idea, seing the positive feedback I'm getting thankx!
I've made about 5 different versions later on, the most recent dating from 2001, which has a much better audio quality, but for some reason I still like the original best.
I posted the song (and lyrics) here some time ago because I've been playing around with the thought of doing a new version again, which will be sooo different... I guess that IS a good idea, seing the positive feedback I'm getting
thankx!
verrry nice (yes, that's three "r"s 
)
these lyrics would make an excellent poem.
)these lyrics would make an excellent poem.
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