As the man in the mirror peels of his dead skin mask.
The wicker man climbs a stairway to heaven.
The diary kept record of the slow chemical,
But the hooker with a penis waited for 30 minutes.
Imagine, being closer to your daughter.
But you're a dreamer, a man on the run.
Iron man then screamed "Shut me up!".
This love this hate, sounds like a minority.
My conscience is confused over the plea of the priest.
I thought that this cocaine made me feel like I was on this song,
Only to be left paranoid, because of Betty Blue's paper cut.
Poppies growing in the form of a creep.
Although the holy mountains enjoy a good love song.
The thrill is gone, and the gambler told me "Don't take your guns to town.".
How can the prophecy sound so nerdy?
So bring me to life and then kill your idols.
Hungry ghosts haunted the reverend king.
I played a moonlight sonata but then had to go for a lark on my go kart.
The dream was juicy, but I still see no changes.
I told you a children's story but Cassie pulled the trigger,
Leaving me to deal with strawberry gashes and window gazers.
The wicker man climbs a stairway to heaven.
The diary kept record of the slow chemical,
But the hooker with a penis waited for 30 minutes.
Imagine, being closer to your daughter.
But you're a dreamer, a man on the run.
Iron man then screamed "Shut me up!".
This love this hate, sounds like a minority.
My conscience is confused over the plea of the priest.
I thought that this cocaine made me feel like I was on this song,
Only to be left paranoid, because of Betty Blue's paper cut.
Poppies growing in the form of a creep.
Although the holy mountains enjoy a good love song.
The thrill is gone, and the gambler told me "Don't take your guns to town.".
How can the prophecy sound so nerdy?
So bring me to life and then kill your idols.
Hungry ghosts haunted the reverend king.
I played a moonlight sonata but then had to go for a lark on my go kart.
The dream was juicy, but I still see no changes.
I told you a children's story but Cassie pulled the trigger,
Leaving me to deal with strawberry gashes and window gazers.
Author notes
M a n i c R e v e r i e
A poem made up of different song titles from a variety of bands. I got the idea from Serj Tankian's Elect the Dead. In the booklet for the album is a poem made up of all the songs on the album. I will more than likely add on to this. And just for fun, try and name all the songs listed (there are 48 songs) ^^. Enjoy.
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Comments
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This was very creative and very well written. It was a pleasure to read this one. Thanks so much for entering and best of luck to you in the contest.
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As the man in the mirror peels of his dead skin mask.
The wicker man climbs a stairway to heaven.
Imagine, being closer to your daughter.
But you're a dreamer, a man on the run.
I love these parts.
VERY creative. you have mentioned some amazing songs in this aswell.
thanks for taking the time to enter,
good luck.
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I absolutely love what you've done here.
While I'm not sure everything connects together quite flawlessly, lines here and there fit perfectly together.
Creative and unique piece; very enjoyable read.
Bravo
♥kate -
This was interesting...
A very unique twist on life.. filled with
images of the fantasy world as well with
a dash of reality. Not my regular preference
of poetry styles, but this works.
Best of luck & thanks for entering




