Death Metal Poems - Poems about Death Metal

...We sleep hard against the dirty noise gaunt darkness, the rhythm of rain even on the inside, there is the same weightless beauty pressing against the ribs, hunger drawn taut in mesmerizing bruta......

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... They were wavy heart told, there was a silver star-shaped pot of gold at the end of the hellstorm rainbow This was the time-honored private talk to the latest crop of pawn fodde......

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... They dress all in black eyeliner favors a tire track lipstick of ebony too some are into voodoo Draconian is their soul group a reptilian troop some say they're evil I just conceive ......

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... Living in dark days of the last generation of Noah Evil beast animals now rule the Earth Peaceful human beings are perpetual moving ark targets In constant danger from the archers’ gri......

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... Sell the kinetic death metal, see the swivel profits zooming to the stratosphere Bloody schoolyard body count is the cost of doing armed ant-farm business Collateral damage is the so......

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... Black market product truckload ... illegal cargo of tax-free merchandise, and plenty boxed liquor of trouble Leather clad tattooed dirty violet blonde riding shotgun, with a Rambo kn......

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...Happy Endings A long day in the office is just a prelude to the kaleidoscopic formations gathered beneath store front close out sales and pigeon feathers as I head for the station, the five......

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...Growing up I always had Some very special friends Where we shared in everything Even our love for Heavy Death Metal Bands But every time one of us Pick up an instrument Whether banging, blowi......

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...Solid fused, joined heat flamed blue, metallic ice cured new robotic shoe. Shots in silence, unseen rapid fire, enslaved micro machines for hire... Artificially ignorant a mechanical demise, b......

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...Paris is a neon city of lights, color, and myth, where people go out on a Friday night with enthusiastic faces. Eagles of Death, metal band were rocking it at Bataclan Hall with oldies and their ......

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...HE WAS... hand-rolled cigarettes a dead battery in a parking lot guns and ammo heated leather seats on a bitter night a raspy voice that reached my depths coffee-2 sugars and a bit of cream ......

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...America, you are bipolar Mother of invention and murder Father of civil rights and lynching Your children listen to hip hop and death metal b-boys and skinheads America you are bipolar the bigg......

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...in the absence of a soundtrack to life, we walk silently, yelling, screaming, spitting, fighting & dragging each other through this “nasty, brutish & short” existence, without the all-encompassing sy......

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...A seismic change has come over me these last few days, Ever since I fell in love with a pure and generous heart And ever since I pledged myself to become worthy, Not only of his love – but God’......

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...Suicide skeins slick scarred black leather, bucket seat brains link rust mangled chains, power-chord blood spattered buzz-saw stains; catwalk drains Christ dust bled religion, collision ghost tra......

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