Riff
Posted: 24 Feb 2017, 08:44
Riffs by Sean Bracken
A rough feedback echoed, it was brought under control,
When it was massaged, it became a scream.
Then the scream being chanted, a thunderous chorus from the crowd,
Became a living memory of a kiss, an all-consuming, tormenting passion
Overpowering a mind torn to pieces by guilt and confusion
A passion short-lived never meant to have been
Replaced by the music of life long before the destruction
Suddenly the song and the music transformed me, to who I am now, not who I was
Far off in the distance, alone in a crowd, a solitary tear snaked down my face
From out of the riffs, the solos, the drums and the pyros, came rebirth,
The taste of her lips erupted once more, and the sounds all around me helped me to soar
And fly with a passion that I once felt before her kiss took my lips and shattered my heart
A rough feedback echoed, it was brought under control,
When it was massaged, it became a scream.
Then the scream being chanted, a thunderous chorus from the crowd,
Became a living memory of a kiss, an all-consuming, tormenting passion
Overpowering a mind torn to pieces by guilt and confusion
A passion short-lived never meant to have been
Replaced by the music of life long before the destruction
Suddenly the song and the music transformed me, to who I am now, not who I was
Far off in the distance, alone in a crowd, a solitary tear snaked down my face
From out of the riffs, the solos, the drums and the pyros, came rebirth,
The taste of her lips erupted once more, and the sounds all around me helped me to soar
And fly with a passion that I once felt before her kiss took my lips and shattered my heart