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Details | Rhyme |
Like a lily among the thorns,
I found love among the daughters.
Like an apple tree within the wood,
You stand beside still waters.

Sit in the shade with sweet delight,
Your fruit is sweet to taste.
Bring me to the banquet house,
Let there be no haste.

The beams of our house are cedar,
Our bed is clothed in green,
You are the Rose of Sharon,
You are my precious Queen.

His banner over me was love,
His hand around embraces.
But love cannot awaken,
Those till whom it pleases.

You are fair to me my love,
Your face behind the veil.
Your lips a strand of scarlet.
Behold, my love won't fail,

Your breasts are clusters of the vine,
Your desire is for me,
Your breath tastes like sweet wine,
My love for you is free.

Till day breaks and shadows flee,
Till snow goes and winter's past,
Touch my love and turn to me,
Find shelter from the stormy blast.

Like a spring shut up, a fountain sealed,
Like lilies that wither without song,
I reached out to touch my love,
But found that he was gone.

From the Song of Solomon.

Copyright © elizabeth wesley | Year Posted 2011




Details | Quatrain |
The warrior lays her weary head, 
With heavy heart she cannot bear, 
Burning tears stream down her face, 
As whispered memories touch the ear.

Her armour tarnished by remorse, 
Her battle-cry a wimpered row, 
Her wounds, of which bleed solitude, 
Will never know forgiveness now.

The song began two score ago, 
When two came knocking at her door, 
In need of refuge from the world, 
Of that, and love, and little more.

Forced to fight for every smile, 
Her only solace found in song, 
She longed for love to rescue her, 
And plant her where she could belong.

Jealous tongues are seldom kind, 
Self-seeking hearts know nought of love, 
The caged canary only sings, 
When coaxed to praise from up above.

For the steely spine that now I own, 
Forever shall I grateful be, 
A gift from her, and from her own. 
Courage mounted inwardly.

I'll not forget how I have loved thee, 
And youthful memories I will prize, 
Til on the shore of His forgiveness, 
Whereto now, we both shall rise.


Copyright © Yvonne Evanoff | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |
A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.

Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2011




Details | Free verse |
As I lay me 
down to sleep
I pray the lord
my soul to take
if I shall die
before I wake
please watch me God
all through the night
and wake me and my loved
ones
at morning light
please help me 
become successful
with the endeavors I seek
please send me a soul mate
in which I can keep
everlasting love
passionate heat
please grant me the serenity
to know right from wrong
and be able to lead
by example
strive to overcome
any downfall
please keep my spirit strong
through the issues
that toil in my soul
I aspire for diamonds in life lord
and all around me 
I see coal
I aspire to turn things around
for I feel my wishes have fallen
upon deaf ground
my heart has no voice
they struggle to hear my sound
I pray to be taken
away from my daily
battles, that humble
although compared to others
in the world
its not much trouble
to me, I feel
my spirit is caged
and yearns to be free
King of all Kings
in your image, you 
made me
you already know
each single step
my individual thought
you divinely bound me
in mothers womb
my existence you sought
bless me with the
chance to be
the person in which
you hoped for me
to soar like an eagle
dipping my talons of success
in life's sea
grant me an optimistic attitude
for that is the key
Amen to Thee


Copyright © Heather Hill | Year Posted 2010

Details | Sonnet |
His name, like ointment, soothes. His mighty love
is like the chariot horses of Pharaoh.
His scent is myrrh; His eyes are of a dove.
He feeds among the lilies; He’s a roe
which through my window shows Himself to me.
His countenance is fair; His kiss like wine.
The rose of Sharon and a King is He.
I’m His, and my beloved, my friend, is mine!

His honeyed voice will thrill on hills in spring.
Where pomegranates bud, the roe will run.
I’m sick with love, and that is why I sing
For Him, the apple tree, the choice, pure one!

I sit beneath His shadow and I eat
With great delight His fruit so very sweet.

(Based on my interpretation of various verses
From all 8 chapters of the Song of Solomon.)

For Sara's Kendrick's Contest: "Song of Solomon"

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

Details | Didactic |
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Copyright © Robert Warlov | Year Posted 2016

Details | Lyric |
Every night I fall
Always hitting a brick wall
Failures always come
Thoughts of what I’ve become
Makes me want to die

Momentary pleasures
Giving up these treasures 
Changing who I was
Regretting who I am
Always falling for
Momentary pleasures

I’m always longing for love
Reaching out for my dove
But why the hell can’t I stay true
And I know I’m always loosing you

Momentary pleasures
Giving up these treasures
Changing who I was
Regretting who I am
Always falling for
Momentary pleasures

Am I worth it at all
If I say I’m strong
Why do I always fall
I need to find my way back to faith
Before everything’s too late  

Copyright © Zach Mitchell | Year Posted 2012

Details | Ballad |
If I had over 10,000 dreams You'd be the only thing my mind could see Judgment couldn't be real Succumbing to the fear of this cold life Find a way to break through The self-destruction of wordly delusions Don't tell me I've lived so long in a lovely illusion Break me down until we find a Nirvanic state Then bring me a savior from transgressions An atoning sacrifice Send down to me a messenger for me to submit to Bring me the truth to break through The delusion Bring me the messenger to explain it all And let me leave behind Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word

Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2012

Details | Lyric |
I don't know how to overcome temptation,
I don't know how to overcome my fear.
But I know that you know my situation,
And most importantly I know your here.

I don't know how to rise above the waters,
I can't seem to find my way back to the shores.
But I know how much you love your daughters,
And I know that I'll always be yours.

No matter what the devil throws in my way,
I know that I can find my way over it.
Even though things get harder everyday,
No matter what I'm not going to quit!

Cause I know the power within me is greater,
Than the weapons of my enemy.
And I know that the almighty Creator,
Is my protector and He will help me.

Copyright © Lacey Melton | Year Posted 2010

Details | Lyric |
So
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WLM
Wilncrazy555
May 10, 2011

I love you so 
And in this lifetime you will never know
The love in my heart 
Has been there from the start
The first time on metrodate
The site of our union
We always had our ups and downs
But we weathered through the obstacles
To where we are today
And each day from here forward
Until the precious Lord takes me away
To the place of glory and contentment
But even in Heaven I will be
Watching over you and guiding you
To find the perfect image of me
To carry on the traditions of glorious marriage
Which you will not be deprived of 
While you are still young and beautiful
Which will never change?
For you beauty is endless to mine eyes
For the time being while I am still with you
I will always love, honor, and cherish
Beyond imagination and comprehension
You are my queen and the mother of my children 
Who will grow into the years? 
From youth to adulthood
Knowing they have always been loved
To the fullest extent imaginable
From this day forward
I pray these things in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost
Amen

Chorus
Our father is always there
He knows in our hearts what we need
He guides us in our daily lives
Our father he will always be

Copyright © William Moore | Year Posted 2011

Details | Dodoitsu |
To be desired in deep love
A kiss sweetly given true
Allows us to share all things
Sense of no restraint


written for
Sponsor Sara Kendrick 
Contest Name "Song Of Solomon" 

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |
generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing about it is that the people are blind in an eye
that they didn't even know they had
it's sickening to watch these clueless civilians 
inside the looking glass
with nightmares of being free
without a key to their mind
for it is trapped in the frequency
in the illusion of time
bathed in our universe
killing all that refuse to see
those that admit to hypocracy
or see the message in hip hop
how cant you see
the message in the lyrics that
bring adolescents to their knees
from bullet wounds conflicting their flesh
contradicting that they're the best
but the songs keep telling them that they dont need no rest
that they dont wanna go home
that they should ride alone
with the gat as their only companion
and so the only path they choose is the one that they're told
until they grow old and hope turns to a window pane
inside a window pane, until all they feel is pain
they realize that the music itself is ashamed
so whats to look up to
when you cant even speak when you cant even walk because you look so bleak
your eyes are sunken from the tv you're infested with the dee zees
now its too late to turn around and live for your conscious
so when youre screaming oh please
close your eyes and bring your mind to life
open your eyes for the first time
and never wonder why
since the answer this entire time
has been inside
and you better find it before you die
you dont want your soul to be in a pool with all the others
a buncha brothers missing their mothers
but only seeing strangers
only feeling the haters
wishing they would have used their minds when they had them
and now its too late,
now it's time for another new born fate to grab them

Copyright © Green Trees | Year Posted 2012

Details | Lyric |
When the role is called up yonder
We will never from him wander 
We will praise, our voices raise
When the Father stands before us
And he crowns his own victorious 
We will sing, our voices ring.

And forever and forever and forever and a day
I shall never stop to sing this song of praises I will say
Praise the Lord God almighty Father, son and Holy Ghost
Praise to Jesus,…….my precious host.

When I stand before his Glory
I shall hear my life’s sad story
And shall plea, on bended knee
Then when Jesus says he washed me
With his blood and now I am free
I will raise, and shout his praise.

And forever and forever and forever and a day
We shall never stop to sing this song of praises and will say
Praise the Lord God almighty Father, son and Holy Ghost
Praise to Jesus,…….our precious host.


Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
09.21.2014
Contest: Poems of Praise
Catie Lindsey

Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014

Details | Parallelismus Membrorum |
For Christ my Savior, I will be waiting
And be still for my Most Beloved King; 
I shall hope for His glorious coming
And I'll be steadfast, for He's returning! 

All the day, all my thoughts are my Dearest
By night, in mind's the One in Highest
All that I've dreamed  for is the Holiest
And all I longed for's my Love, the Might'yest.

Then I remember His love that saved me
And His loving-kindness that's set me free
I remember His mercy that cleansed me
And His charge-less grace that made me holy.

One day shall be filled my heart's longing
And fulfillment, in thirst, God will bring
My joy shall be whole in everlasting
For in that day, I shall see my Dear King.

How my heart longs for You, my Beloved
And how I thirst after You, O our Head! 
How my soul pants for You, Most Exalted
And how I want You here, O Most Blessed! 

So come, O Jesus Christ, my King - quickly - 
For I am longing after You so deeply; 
Come, Almighty my Beloved - quickly - 
For after You, my Master, I'm thirsty!

Copyright © Yehoshua ben Peleh Shimonai | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |

It’s heaven’s song,
an angel chorus, soft voices…
It’s heaven’s song
let’s us choose if we sing along.
We harmonize. He rejoices
as tunes guide through life’s choices.
It’s heaven’s song.


Janet Vick
Rondelet form

Copyright © Janet Vick | Year Posted 2012

Details | Lyric |
You say you deserve this world
You want everything it’s got
You say you deserve it all
That’s the difference between you and I

I know I deserve hell
To be burned with my sins tonight 
I’m such a shameful disgrace
How can one look me in the face

What you do in the dark
Will only be magnified 
When it’s brought to the light 
Everyone has their secrets
Didn’t you know you couldn’t keep it 

You say you deserve this world
You want everything it’s got
You say you deserve it all
That’s the difference between you and I

The pleasures of the present 
Will later not seem so pleasant 
When you have to look God in the face
And tell Him everything you’ve done wrong

If only someone could read your mind
Or take a look into your soul
They would see your innocence is just an act
Don’t you know you better run and hide

You say you deserve this world
You want everything it’s got
You say you deserve it all
That’s the difference between you and I

I know I deserve hell
To be burned with my sins tonight 
I’m such a shameful disgrace
How can one look me in the face

You’re looking for the promise land
But you don’t have God’s grace at hand
You’ve denied everything he has given you
So now God’s mercy is through with you

I chose to trust in God
And I took his hand through the end
I denied my sinful ways
That’s the difference between you and I

Copyright © Zach Mitchell | Year Posted 2012

Details | Lyric |

I got nothin' but time on my hands
as I work in the fields all day long
O Lord, come and free my soul,
whenever I sing this here plantation song

I wanna be free
Take me to your mountain top
I wanna feel glee
I heard Canaan is a  beautiful spot

I've worked so hard for so many years,
it's a crying shame to be so sad
I've tried real hard to hold back these tears;
not to rattle these here chains,
not to stay so bitterly mad

I just wanna be free
Take a walk to your mountain top
It would make me and my wife so happy,
we both believe Canaan is a beautiful spot

Time always seems to pass so fast,
whenever I sing this here plantation song
I know one day you gonna come back,
O Lord, to make right this awful wrong

You gonna set me free,
so I can go rejoicing 
and singing on your mountain top
Me and my whole family
will tell everyone that Canaan is a heavenly spot

Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016

Details | Ballad |
Lift the wailing wood
Hammer the tortured nails
Place the ghostly steps
Below the battered rails

Invite those crazy strangers
Dressed in stranger clothes
Join the mighty miracle 
Ready to unfold

Building a stairway 
In the desert
Aimed toward the pure and honest sky
Building a stairway
In the desert
Going to rise for miles
And miles 

Leave this evil town
Where scorpions share your bed
Guilty snakes make a home
Deep inside your head

The bleeding sun
Burns your feet
Hangmen joke
Beggars weep

Buried bodies
Cry for help
Undertakers
Steal your wealth

Building a stairway 
In the desert
Aimed toward the pure and honest sky
Building a stairway
In the desert
Going to rise for miles
And miles 

We’re laughing and      					
We’re dancing				 	
In the desert				
Dancing in the desert			
Of our lives				

Can’t you see?
We’re dancing in the desert
Dancing in the desert 
Of our lives

Feel so free				
Dancing in the desert				
Dancing in the desert 			 		
Of our lives				

Free….so free
In the desert
Dancing in the desert
Of our lives

Lift the wailing wood
Hammer the tortured nails

Copyright © Catman Cohen | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |

O Lord, my Eternal God
Shepherd of my soul
I can feel your presence at my side
And the path we travel
Is no more wider than for two
And its way I know not how to go

Thieves who come by night
And the wolves on mountains high
Cast their shadows yet I wont fall
For your staff is sure
Your voice is strength
And my feet are sound
As if I see

The promise is this
The shepherd knows his sheep
And his sheep will ever hear his voice
Now if sheep and not lambs
We live our lives in grace
And learn to walk so close
We feel His robes
We feel His robes

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
[The Puppeteer]
The storm I see you in
Caught in the race of Caïn
Held by the arms you cannot see--the conducter of Ennui 
-No stronger than the void you hold within-
It began with a hope, an obsession
Casted into, slavery of repugnant possessions 
Granted by, the Avaricious Lords, the ones we serve for
-They Told Us to pray, hope, away from despair, the despair caused by their immaculate Hands
Malice, envy, greed, was granted to me, The Feudal Dream, we want to be Them, just like him
-just how he solaces us, ambivalent hope, engendering knives to my throat 

[The Fall]
In this Valley of morning and weeping
Love lies bleeding, in desperate fear
With their talons, the hunt to rip out thy heart 
As each velvet petal falls apart
Her body chained in their bile and lies, covered with their red-spy
-sent just to check if our souls are in line, do not defy 
Her blood velvet and pure, drips away with innocence of the amber guardian 
The soil of plagues, beggars, and graves
Is know her home, the coven of solace
Though the seed has died--resurrection Is near passing through death's fear
One stronger than you--and thy funeral skies
She is alive--anew
But the vapors still remain
The Apocalypse is here, do we fear?
Just for the death of our sins
Elysia never Seemed so far away

[Our Damnation]
Solitary ruins, Fulfill their visions
We strayed far from the depths within 
We all lingered to his solace--lies
-you make the sign everyday, but lack toknow the name
We are just the toys, he pulls all of the strings
We are nothing in this burning world
of Decadence, and Failed Semblance

[Draconian] 
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from the Fallen's son
Draconian--Their empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach the shadows within

Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2012

Details | Lyric |
Verse 1:
Am I dreaming
Why can’t I explain this feeling
Doesn’t anyone see
This isn’t who I’m supposed to be

Chorus:
Reach for the Sky!
And maybe someday you’ll fly
Reach for the Sky!
And don’t let them ask you why
Chase for you’re dreams!
Find out what this really means
Maybe everything isn’t what it seems!

Verse 2:
Such fear of losing
Disappointment always haunting
Sometimes this makes me wonder
Are these fears just taking me under
I need to find an escape 
Before everything’s too late 

Chorus
Reach for the Sky!
And maybe someday you’ll fly
Reach for the Sky!
And don’t let them ask you why
Chase for you’re dreams!
Find out what this really means
Maybe everything isn’t what it seems!


Verse 3:	
This is no longer amusing
I’m finished with losing
I need to finally start my life
No longer living under your strife
I’m building up the courage that I lack
To not let anyone hold me back

Chorus
Reach for the Sky!
And maybe someday you’ll fly
Reach for the Sky!
And don’t let them ask you why
Chase for your dreams!
Find out what this really means
Maybe everything isn’t what it seems!

Copyright © Zach Mitchell | Year Posted 2012

Details | Lyric |
Every struggle in my path 
And the horrible aftermath
 How much longer can I stay true
 I can't hep feel like im loosing you 
Temptation is everywhere I face
 I dont know how much more I can take 
sometimes it'd be easier if they pulled the trigger 
because I cant stand how the guilt just gets bigger 
So just pull the trigger 
the sin is so much greater
 it's so much easier to die than live with faith
 I just dont know how much more I can take
 These outcomes are so curropted
 sin has always interrupted
 it feels like my life has come to nothing
 always falling for something 
Wishing to go back to the good old days
 When I was following God's ways
 but sin has taken every part of me 
forgetting the innocence I used to see
 So just pull the trigger
 the sin is so much greater
 it's so much easier to die than live with faith
 I just don't know how much more I can take
 Thankfully God has intersected 
My sins he has corrected
 I deserve none of this
 but he welcomes me with open arms and a kiss
 He gives me the strength to make it through
 With Jesus I am made new

Copyright © Zach Mitchell | Year Posted 2012

Details | Limerick |
There once was a company that brewed coffee
With lovely flavors like raspberry and toffee
     One year they made clear
     To remove all reindeer
Christians cry "Where's Holly Hobby?!?"

Copyright © Renee Kelly | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
This morning
bells toll
a trumpet sounds
but refuses to blare
it just doesn't know 
how to harm
what it takes
to infect the living 

trees
earth
and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
air 
mud 
and water
as it loses 
to a force

some days...

this morning
it wins
because the vibration knows god
and is ONE

and though human imperfections
sit in the shadows of it's path
perfections will
and forever will
prevail

people
so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
urging
as father urges child
"get up!"
"move on!"
"stand on two feet!"
"breath child!"

he tolls the bell
as we lay on deaf ears
he loosens ties with anger 
as the path warns and wears
thrusting
driving this cosmic ship 
of no loses
only tiny
arrogant setbacks

and he smiles
for he knows
what we yet
have to find...
and all is well.

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2012

Details | Verse |
I think I self-sabotage unknowingly 
because of fear
So my message goes unheard because I’m afraid to let the people hear
And end up drowning in the poetic blues
doubting my ability to write about the truth;

I dug deeper and deeper into myself trying to write a poem good enough to be free of judgment
Then I stepped out on faith and suddenly I was triumphant 
and my writing grew 
and I was loving it
I had finally passed the fear of speaking and caring about who the fu*c! was judging it

As I wait to be inspired for the next poem, 
I sit and think alone and drown in my sorrows
Listening to jazz, blues and a.m. radio
trying to find an excuse not to perform at the SLAM 
because again I can’t think of a damn thing to write…..
Drowning in poetic blues
Will this be the one that will be thrown away and never be used 

Or will this be the one that transcends the others  
and finally prove that poetry is blues and blues is poetry and hip hop and jazz and r&b, 
Poetry is music and the words dance around in my soul 
and I am free once they become spoken 
In the meantime the paper is where the words will rest 
until the silence is broken

Drowning in the sea of proper delivery 
My voice, my stance, my intensity
How will others interpret the words that I’ve chosen so diligently?
I wrap my soul around the possibility that none of the words I choose – 
will keep me from becoming deluged and trapped by the poetic blues

Somehow my heart refuses to accept that I don’t deserve to have my words heard 
and it takes over this whole process
No more time for shrinking and feeling less
I was born to  make my words manifest light
I am a gorgeous medium to the truth yeah that's right
I was sent here to give you a piece of good news
Remember that God is with you when you get
The poetic blues

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2012

Details | Lyric |
Goliath was a giant tall and strong,
With him on your side it wasn’t too long,
Before the battle was done,
Your side had won,
It was well and truly over before it’d begun!

He will, he will rock you,
He will, he will rock you

David was a young boy small but brave,
Couldn’t fit in the armour the king had gave,
It wasn’t his thing,
So took up his sling,
Now listen to the Israelite army sing.

He will, he will rock you,
He will, he will rock you

Goliath was a stoned man, what a surprise,
That pebble had hit him right in the eyes,
Dave cut of his head,
The Giant was dead,
God was with the child just like he said!

He will, he will rock you,
He will, he will rock you

Copyright © Sharon Smith | Year Posted 2012

Details | Ballad |
Revelation Said In Stone Appeared an Eon ago of Shame and Sin, Something we all know But not it's rise, For is has already became Virtue Flaming Skies from an Angel So Bright The World's Cure for Soul-Blight A Hell on Earth A Savior's Worth So many Dreams are cast then Forgotten So many lives are brought up then just Thrown back down Maybe she is The Cure Maybe she is The Plan All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Release me and Burn away this land Hold me by The Hand Tell me the past is just pretend Give me The Cure If this is your destiny Then May it be mine I would die in time I'm Just another Obstacle In the way of your divine Wings Forget me Cassandra For Doom was already meant for me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Valkyrie of Heart Angel of Grace I surrender to You Savior by Destiny Dispel all Tragedy Especially me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim

Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2012

Details | Verse |
It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme |
yo listen man i have a plan
lets tell our story together
open your laptop get a pen
hold the muse by her feather
put meaning into words
a whole story into a phrase
be gentle with the phoenix
be respectful of it's ways
break out the ink and a quill
turn the music up, you feel?
As Old School as papyrus
ancient like the burning fires
good and pure like my desires
that's the way to get higher
open your mind i'm talking
BIG i'm talking grand idea
Eureka! means i found it!
Hip-Hop i re-imagined it
This Has a way about it
i am ready to Shout it!

there is a place its called The Garden of Eden
i can try to get you in though its not a given
have you ever thought about going to Heaven
c'mon give it a thought man if you still haven't
they got a bouncer there, with a flaming sword
i will not sneak you in That i just can't afford
i want to go there - it's a Club with a capital C
you can only get a ticket if you are a true eMcee
do not try to carry in, they got all you need there
if they catch you dirty, they'll make it a nightmare
creative style your dreams are waiting for you
you have to be honest at everything you ever do
i thought this through it's a style of the Creator
that is what a real eMcee is we care and cater
for the ones who feel and hear, we put a show on
i do this if i have to but i don't wanna go alone
i need a team with me to make the sound good 
bring your mic, we're gonna need a Deejay too
make a tight circle i can trust and be understood
remember keep it real and put on your hood
catch on man, we can do it Live at the Garden
once we're in who knows whats gonna happen!

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Copyright © Pavel Popov | Year Posted 2016

Details | Lyric |
It is no wonder why
Oh happy day in July
When I sing of peace and love and joy
I of’t recall the birth of Mary’s baby boy
Born that first Christmas day when angels did proclaim
“O Earth, to you, a savior born; Jesus is His name.”

Oh joyous day in July
When yards turn brown and get too dry
I read again the story Bibles tell
Not like the Christmas advertisers sell
I know a time angels to shepherds came
And sang, “…a savior born; Jesus is His name.”

Oh festive July day
When I take time to pray
I am glad the Christmas spirit still remains
As I lift my voice with sweet angelic refrains
Christmas came years ago from heaven above
God’s gift given; precious Jesus, wrapped with love.

Copyright © Virginia Mitchell | Year Posted 2010