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    dots Submission Name: Death to the Acoustic...and everything else!dots

    Author: Metal Heart74
    Elite Ratio:    5.12 - 72/61/17
    Words: 341
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
    Total Views: 876
    Average Vote:    4.0000
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    dotsDeath to the Acoustic...and everything else!dots

    Strumming blithely out of tune
    the time has come today
    All cds shall meet their doom
    faster than you can say
    Death to players, burn down the walls
    Country music shall weep no more
    Beatles will never Sound again
    Obliterate the sections
    Play your tunes no more

    No more! Burn down the record stores!

    Disco's beat, shall fall on its face
    The symphonies will die out of tune
    and never heard again

    Rock will be the toughest fight
    Distortion sounding through the battlefield
    Screams and solos
    Stages Shaking!
    Makeup! And Metal!
    Kiss Army shows up, with Axes to grind
    reinforcements here, to strengthen the line

    Bring his head on a plate!
    and leave his corpse for the crows
    will they bury his body
    No one knows!

    Blood and metal, steel and string
    Man has fought for his day
    battle wavers, but not for long

    appear in time, with pulse pounding
    mind numbing, industrial grinds
    never stopping, heart racing
    In and out of time! in and out of rhyme!

    Industrial raves confuse their foes!
    Strobe lights ignite the darkness!
    Reigning from the throne!

    The knife of the emo
    shall stab a different heart

    Loves shattering pain
    Will kill throughout the night!

    Kettle drums shake the horizon
    as the rappers chrage the scene
    Caps and words fly!

    Potheads tunes were the first to go
    but fear not, the laughed as they fell

    The reggaes time has come, and it shall fall fast
    Acoustic burns, the nylon melts
    can you smell
    this infernal hell!
    Music shall die, and rise no more
    the call for justice, stops at your door!

    Death to the Acoustic!
    Death to the grind!
    Music now useless
    Now must die!

    Give up now! now is the time!
    resistance is growing
    and turning the tide
    Music, in its glory and might!
    have taken the scene
    It shall survive, for one more day!
    Sleep for tomorrow...
    it shall commence once again.

    Submitted on 2006-05-27 19:15:31     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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