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Fratt's written work

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(A few pieces of my written work. There are a few other on my page at DA. http://frattimonde.deviantart.com)

My dark Camelot

The grail was sought for in vain and the fate of our kin already sealed
God meant for us all to die by the hand of the devils born cloaked in black steel
The lord left us without his grace in shadowed unhallowed despair
He left us in misery to bear witness to the fall of our creed

The sirens sing in the morning breeze, their voices deafen our hearts
Clouds of mist sweep past our army and the dragon lets out his cry
Excalibur shrieks in pain as the feared adversary steps in line
His black armor reeks of unholy might, o what a malformed sight

[chorus: ]
Defeat is here, god is leaving and the wizard is no where near
The sword and I stand alone against the burdens of time
Chaos is at hand, sorrow is breathing at our necks impatient for the kill
Steel rings against steel like rolling thunder, the mighty echos of war
Mercy is not here at this hour, only malevolence and hatred from the abyss
Here in my once beloved citadel of the light, covered only now by shadows
O here in my dark camelot, the battle begins

Approaching with determined steps, the devil in black raises his sword
I raise mine in defense and meet his attack with equal fury
But yet fear comes over me, holding me in its dreadful jaws
I fought on and on for what seemed an eternity

The steel rang on and on in the night with no pause, repeatedly striking
My heart is coursing the last of my courage through my frozen veins
At last I strike a successful blow at my foe, he falls down on his knees

[chorus: ] Defeat is here, god is leaving...

O father mine, why have you struck me?
Why could we have not embraced each other as kin?
Do you not feel sympathy for your son?

With those words he thrust a dagger to my chest
I feel the warmth leaving my body
The cold of winter now engulfs me, the ice tears my soul

Behold your kingdom in ruin
See how the ghosts of evil swallow it
Hear the sound of crackling fires, exhausting all water
O father too foolish you were to see, the end

Truth was spoken and now my kingdom is no more
A ghastly apparition appears, its the wizard

”Take the sword it is over now, return it to the lake…”
My eyes close and all fades to black
No celestial green or angelic voices awaited me
Only pitch black darkness, the endless void

[chorus: ] Defeat is here, god is leaving...

Here I lie at the shores of Avalon, I king Arthur son of Uther
At last rest is given to me, freedom from this cursed world
May I be remembered as king and not perish without meaning

My dark Camelot do not despair, light shall find you once more
Upon my return...

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The Blues

Oh boy, you got it wrong
The blues, oh the blues ain't about money
Yet you're standing there on the stage
Consumed by your greed
Shining with ego, you're smiling
But unknowing of your fall, until you've had it all

You'll wake up one day
And see that your woman is gone
She has left you boy, tired of your ways
Tears start to flow
What have you become?

But you haven't given it a thought
You're just too prideful overall
You can only think of the money and fame
It occupies your mind
It blinds your eyes for the real world
The truth of it, is that you've sold your soul

And on that one day, you'll see it
On that one day, you'll have lost it
Your sanity, along with your mind
Flushed down the drain
It's a losing game you've played

So do yourself a favor
Forget about the money and fame
Start playing with your heart
And win your sweet baby back

You've learned the hard way
You now know what blues is really about
So keep playing with your soul
Never turn back again, to the hell you've been in

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Silmarils, a shining three

Silmarils three, so shining art thee
Brightest light of life
Held in my hands, gleaming at its maker
Surpassing all other works

No maia or elf could craft with a skill as mine
I Feänor, spirit of fire, greatest of gem makers
Yet fearful am I, for prying eyes desire what is mine

A dreadful shadow
Monstrous and terrible
Comes at my door
He fills me with lies, trying to take what is mine
None of the three shall he have

But took them he did, in my absence
He put them on his Iron Crown
Making an abomination of what was mine
Oh Silmarils three, come back to me
No warmth can be found without thee
I grew wrathful, gathered my sons to me

Rode unto my end for these three
But none of them did I receive
A tear falls from my eyes
It falls, burning as the three

I doomed my sons
All for the jewels' sake
Regret do I, he whom is Feänor
The father of the silmarils
Spirit of fire

May I be sung by Ardas fires
For ages to come and eons to pass
Eru save me

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Singing bird
A silent breeze that clouds my mind
A howling wind that tears my heart
A dreadful winter storm that freezes my soul

I long for thee
I kill for thee
I will die for thee

Princess of snow, queen of the sworn
Down to the plains of hell will I go
Challenging the devil in your name

Death is my name
Dare my blade
Devil thou shall fall

A singing bird flies in the sky
A blue spirit of virtuous ice
Avatar of mercy, come to me

Fly to my queen, with these words that I speak to thee
No more will the dark be of trouble, and nor will I
Go now little friend, spread thy wings into the sky

So he flies, bearing the news to my queen
Of victory and yet defeat
May she be free now from all deceit

My queen, sing forever of me
May ye be free and at peace
May ye always know light in thy heart

Oh, remember me…

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The Succubi

She´s so dark, she´s so beautiful.
Her ice cold starring eyes has enchanted me.
Her raven black hair lashes through the winds.
Her blood red lips fills me with desire.

She has cursed me, she has stolen my soul.
I am hers, I be doomed.
But I accept, for I love her.
She´s my mistress, her I obey.
Her dark grasp, forever to enslave me.
Deep In the heart of hell.
She´s the succubi, and I am her slave.
 
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Ah !! Lyrics writing!! heres one i wrote at school for fun :p

Trackname – Sickles
Type – Blackmetal

-=Lyrics=-

Sickles,as sharp as death,
As I flinger your flesh,
Carve true your meat,
I hunger I got to eat,
From skin to the bone,
I release my tone,
Upon these corpse walls,
Hunger for death took its toll,

Sharpend blades,
Meathooks,
I live in a butcher palace,
All my life I butchered,slaughtered,killed,torn apart,
Sickles,as sharp as death,

Your blood streams out,
The ground soaked in red,
The smell of death,
The stanch of decay,
They're bodies raped by sickels,
Sickles,as sharp as death,
Carve right true your flesh,

You scream,scream in pain,
As you lie there dieing,getting insane,
Bloodlust,hunger for blood
Im obsessed with the dead,
I love them they love me,
As I rape and shred,

They’re flesh..

[I dont care if the word 'Sickles' doesnt exsist then just find the right word for it lame-ass!]

EDIT - I like the lyric of 'My Dark Camelot' its sinister :)
 
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