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Symphonia Daemonium, Symphonia Angelicus

Rise, my subjects, rise!
Tonight we strike on hellish tide!
Raise the chorus,
cry the horns,
tonight we slip the dogs of war!

Let us march forward to our war-drums,
march to death or kingdom come!
The blutreich starts tonight

Rise, my nightmares, rise!
Tonight we'll fly across the skies!
Crash the drums,
crash the bells,
tonight we send them to our hells!

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The trumpets call a call to arms, a call to war!
The demons knock upon our door!
The pearly gates can't stand long,
march forward a thousand strong!

Harpers! Raise your call!
Trumpets! Play or we shall fall!

We strike forward, an orchestra of war,
our instruments our swords,
our musicians, knights,
our symphony wails against the night.

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Ah!
The horns of Jericho,
the flutes of Carthage,
the drums of Rome,
they play for us
in our symphony of destruction,
our symphony of seduction,
of fiends and sin.
We corrupt our kin,
bend them to our whim,
and send them back to fight again,
turned to our side,
prepared to die.

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They seduce us with their sounds!
We're out of options now.
Add the guitar to the choir,
play your notes ever higher!
Add trombone, add the flute,
raise the strings. raise the lute!
Surround them with a wall of sound!
That might be our only hope now...

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No!
Their symphony rises higher!
Strike the cello,
twang the bass,
cry a call to arms, and about-face!
We'll strike again another day,
our symphony will play again someday.

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Written September 27th, 2004

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  • oleander
    April 11, 2006
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    cool poem, i feel like I've read it somewhere before. But it's fantastic either way. obviously it's about war, and probably about the war that's been going on for the past three years or in general. I got a sick sarcasm. I got this feeling of obviousness. I couldn't take it seriously because it's too bold, and of lyrical quality. Plus i could hear the rhythm. the poem itself is good because of the irony. I hate aol.
    I want to say Good Job. It's a well deserving poem. Plus the vocab's what really makes it.


  • drunk in traditions
    February 20, 2006
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    gives me a sense of nirvana.
    i like nirvana.
    not the band rather.
    well okay.
    gives me a feeling of sublime.
    cause' i like sublime.
    good work.

  • pseudobritkid81
    September 29, 2004
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    superb

    I think it's great. It's like a cross between of reading lyrics to a Syd Barrett/early Pink Floyd song and a heavy metal tune(ie Queensryche or Dio).


  • sweetevil
    September 28, 2004
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    awesome

    wowsers.....sorry i been away so long. this is a wonderful penned piece. strong, yet subtle in a sense to where it is not over bearing in the least. I would continue to comment more appropiately instead of this mindless psycho babble, but afraid i may have eaten a brain aneurism for breakfast and my thought escape me. great work. ~*Amy*~


  • Gryphon the Pure
    September 27, 2004
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    Score!

    A little piece of advice:
    "Gladii utiliores quam libri in proelio."

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