>>> I think that I missed...

Empty Eyes 
A Bombshell in Parliament

Sometimes,
<growl> sometimes,
this is how I feel
<growl> inside

Underneath my skin
peel back the flesh
drain the blood
<growl> my beating heart

No tears
left to cry
<growl> empty eyes
<growl> all alone

Empty eyes all alone
empty eyes all alone
<growl> empty eyes all alone

Sometimes,
<growl> sometimes,
this is how I feel
<growl> inside

You left
walked out the door
<growl> broken promises
<growl> in your wake

No tears
left to cry
<growl> empty eyes
<growl> all alone

Empty eyes all alone
empty eyes all alone
<growl> empty eyes all alone

<scream> No tears
<scream> left to cry
<scream> empty eyes
<scream> all alone

Empty eyes all alone
empty eyes all alone
<growl> empty eyes all alone

<scream> No tears
<scream> left to cry
<scream> empty eyes
<scream> all alone <drag>

All alone <ballad drag>

_{... my calling as an emocore lyricist. XD}

>>> Lend me an ear...

Hear Me
A Bombshell In Parliament

Glancing at the phone,
Waiting for a call,
Hoping for a text,
That you know oh.

That you know oh.

That you know

<growl> Will never come.

Where'd we go?
Do you think of me so?

<growl> Too late, I'm sure
<growl> For heaven's sake
<growl> You know I'm sorry
<growl> But you'll never
<scream> Never
<growl, drag> Hear me.
<scream> Hear me!

Looking at the sky,
Wishing for a flight,
Dreaming of fireworks,
That you know oh.

That you know oh.

That you know

<growl> Will never come.

What'd we do?
Do you miss me so?

<growl> Too late, I'm sure
<growl> For heaven's sake
<growl> You know I'm sorry
<growl> But you'll never
<scream> Never
<growl, drag> Hear me.
<scream> Hear me!

Lying in my bed,
Crying for a smile,
Screaming for a heart,
That you know oh.

That you know oh.

That you know

<growl> Will never come.

How'd we know?
Do you hate me so?

<growl> Too late, I'm sure
<growl> For heaven's sake
<growl> You know I'm sorry
<growl> But you'll never
<scream> Never
<growl, drag> Hear me.
<scream> Hear me!

<growl> You'll never
<scream> Never
<growl, drag> Hear me.
<scream> Hear me!

<growl> You'll never
<scream> Never
<growl, drag> Hear me.
<scream> Hear me!

<growl, abrupt> Can you hear me sing?

_{... to scream in.}

>>> Never forget...

Honor the Fallen
A Bombshell in Parliament

In trampled fields
through the dirty mud
and floods of blood
under torn flags.

Hot lead flies free
shells scream down
explosions bloom
flesh torn apart.

Raise the flags
paint them red
black stripes
red lines.

They rose up
felt it in their bones
as they fell
they died for us.

They died for YOU!

Honour the dead
Remember the fallen
Feel it in your bones
NEVER FORGET!

We died for YOU!

In cloudy skies
through the killer flak
and swarms of steel
under torn flags.

Hot lead flies free
down in flames
bombs fall like rain
flesh torn apart.

Raise the flags
paint them red
black stripes
red lines.

They rose up
felt it in their bones
as they fell
they died for us.

They died for YOU!

Honour the dead
Remember the fallen
Feel it in your bones
NEVER FORGET!

We died for YOU!

Storm-tossed seas
through the deep blue
within iron hulls
under torn flags.

Hot lead flies free
torpedoes shot
decks holed and sunk
flesh torn apart.

Raise the flags
paint them red
black stripes
red lines.

They rose up
felt it in their bones
as they fell
they died for us.

They died for YOU!

Honour the dead
Remember the fallen
Feel it in your bones
NEVER FORGET!

NEVER FORGET
WHO DIED FOR YOU
NEVER FORGET

NEVER FORGET
WHO DIED FOR YOU
NEVER FORGET

NEVER FORGET
WHO DIED FOR YOU
NEVER FORGET
WE DIED FOR YOU

We died for YOU!

... your fallen heroes.

>>> Hark, at the return...

So Many Miles
A Bombshell In Parliament

I have promises to keep 
and miles to go before I sleep
but tears flow and eyes weep
with miles to go before I sleep.

Tired and drained so deep
and miles to go before I sleep
the machines steadily beep
with miles to go before I sleep.

There is no use for tomorrow
and none for yesterday
but it's all for the morrow
and all through today!

Across the sky minutes creep
as feet drag, as blood seeps
miles to go before I sleep (So many miles!)
so many before I sleep (So many miles!)

Tired and drained so deep
and miles to go before I sleep
the machines steadily beep
with miles to go before I sleep.

There is no use for tomorrow
and none for yesterday
but it's all for the morrow
and all through today!

Across the sky minutes creep
as feet drag, as blood seeps
miles to go before I sleep (So many miles!)
so many before I sleep. (So many miles!)

So many miles! (So many miles!)
So many miles! (So many miles!)
So many miles! (So many miles!)

I have promises to keep 
and miles to go before I sleep
but tears flow and eyes weep
with miles to go before I sleep.

So many miles! (So many miles!)
So many miles! (So many miles!)
So many miles! (So many miles!)

In the end,
                    BURY.
                             ME.
                                 DEEP.

... of morose lyrics.

>>> Simplicity borne...

Yet again, my brain works through weird patterns and creates something out of just the line "Can't shake the misery, I need a stiff drink tonight", which came off of Twitter, of all places.

*laughs*

Inspiration comes from all kinds of places, doesn't it?

This took me almost a week to complete its creation, and it's such a monster. One that I'm rather proud of. (I feel like such a proud mad scientist! *laughs*) Now to scribe sheets of notes and weave magic to create its dissonant melody.

A Bombshell in Parliament
:: (A Stiff Drink) Tonight ::

"Oh, baby,
I can’t shake the misery,
I need a stiff drink tonight
(Tonight, tonight, tonight).

It’s killing
It's killing me
It’s killing me
It’s killing me inside that
you don’t care at all (anymore).
It’s tearing me up inside that
I can’t say I miss you.

So, let's get drunk tonight
And will you take me home?
(Take me, take me home tonight.)
So, let's get high tonight
And will you follow me home?
(Follow me, follow me home tonight.)

Oh, baby,
I can’t shake the misery,
I need a stiff drink tonight
So, let's get high and drunk
(Tonight, tonight, tonight).

Empty beds make for empty heads,
No dreams as the darkness screams.
Tell me, baby, is this what you wanted?
To leave us alone and so haunted?
(Tell me!)

It’s killing
It's killing me
It’s killing me
It’s killing me inside that
you don’t care at all (anymore).
It’s tearing me up inside that
I can’t say I love you.

So, let's get drunk and
will you take me home?
(Take me, take me home.)
So, let's get high and
will you follow me home?
(Follow me, follow me home.)

Oh, baby,
I can’t shake the misery,
I need a stiff drink tonight
So, let's get high and drunk
(Tonight, tonight, tonight).

So, let's get drunk and
will you take me home?
(Take me, take me home.)
So, let's get high and
will you follow me home?
(Follow me, follow me home.)

Oh, baby,
I can’t shake the misery,
I need a stiff drink tonight
So, let's get high and drunk
(Tonight, tonight, tonight)."

After all, we all could use a stiff drink.

Have a good one, mates!

... of heartaches and heavy drinking.

>>> Inspired by time...

I stole a glance at my clock this morning with sleep-drugged eyes and saw the time reading of 1001. Which reminded me strangely of binary coding which then set-off the fuse for an explosive idea of lyrics lit up in luminous green.

This is dedicated to all codemonkeys, gamers and geeks who've ever fallen asleep at their computers, their computer screens still glowing and to the weather that can never seem to make up its mind.

One day, these lyrics will see the brilliance of a composed score upon sheets of velvet-like vellum.

*laughs*

A Bombshell in Parliament
:: Binary Mornings ::

"The alarm's shrill and screams
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Play! Play! PLAY!

Ten-oh-one,
Like coded binary,
It's the morning already,
Grey skies like the English fly,
sunlight blinded and stumbling aye,
open crusted, bleary eyes
GOOD MORNING!

The alarm's shrill and screams
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Fading dreams and waking screams
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Play! Play! PLAY!

The alarm's shrill and screams
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Fading screams and waking dreams
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Play! Play! PLAY!

We're up, the screen's on again."

I love the mornings, even though I'm not much of a morning person.

Hello, sunrise!

... and the post-rock screams of fading dreamscapes.

>>> Inspiration...

... from strange corners.

"Wipe the blood from our halos
and shred the wings of white
As the earth spits us out
Throw up our horns again.

Dust off our dark clothes
and walk out into the clear
For the skies to open wide
and electrify our souls again.

Shed our burnt, cracked skin
and eject these brittle bones
Whilst the oceans drown us
as our legs are chained again."
- Again This World

I'm listening to Slash, reading Twitter and freezing my ruddy arse off. The bloody weather can't seem to make up its bloody mind and it's not helping the drowsy and downright cold state that I'm in.

I can only blame Zach for being the one to actually start playing Slash off of Grooveshark - we're currently listening to "We're All Gonna Die (ft. Iggy Pop)" - and Miss Brighteyes for her ever so interesting tweet-feed. Those, and absolute boredom.

Yes, my mind works in strange ways.

Go figure.

>>> Where the sun don't shine...

... you'll find me.

Yet again, another rather random composition for A Bombshell In Parliament, a band that may never see the light of day or the dark of night, but, in all probability, will continue to live on in the minds of two rather strange individuals. Poetic compositions for lyrical therapies of the mind's strange soul which is its subconscious.

"Derogatory silences
and phantasmal kisses.
Bloodless violences
and foolish minxes.
Absent presences
and whispered misses.
The perfect recipes
for breaking hearts."
- Heartbreak for Fools

Anyone know where I can learn to play the bass guitar? I have a Vantage bass and amp at home which I'm itching to play... and to be GOOD at.

I'm open to suggestions, people.

Anyways, carrying on with more weird productions of the mind - and in most cases, MY mind - let your eyes travel downwards as you read within the quietitude of your mind.

NEXT!

The following haiku was composed on the spur of the moment while at work on yet another solo shift. To be honest, I really don't mind being alone in the store, but this is getting ridiculuous. It's so boring that my brain feels like it's turning into radioactive sludge. But at least my mind is still creative enough to churn out the oddities that you bear witness to here... for now, at any rate.

This is dedicated to the women whom I've loved and still love, in some cases. For those who know me, they might be able to figure out who I'm talking about. Especially if you know how I think and what a mess of wires and bolts my mind is.

XII The Hanged Man
The creeping glow of sunrise
Ashes and a bell's knell on the wind
Hanging from a leafless tree.

Yeah, I suppose there's still some lingering misery and sadness residing in my heart. And that inspires the insanity that graces your screen.

What else do you expect?

I make no apologies.

I'm only human.

>>> The unexpected...

... can be expected but does that make it accepted?

Just some ideas that have been spawned in the last few days for A Bombshell In Parliament, a band that only exists in the head of two rather eccentrically brilliant, light-bulb-fused minds: KAZE.first and Pervalidus. The ideas behind the band is instrumental tracks with choruses of sorts. Blame Scott Pilgrim, kinda got the idea from Crash and the Boys. *laughs*

"Car wrecks, train crashes and airplanes like shooting stars in the sky,
Make a wish for heartache, watch the world break and never cry to die."
- End of the World

"Put the gun to my head,
squeeze the trigger now i'm dead,
the world's splatter painted red,
with bullets straight through my head,
my head, my head, my head."
- Headless And Yours

"Not fated, not fated,
Your destiny is broke,
You're plain outta luck,
Close your eyes to hide the pain,
Curl up under the sheets,
And shed your tears."
- Tears for Fate

"Feeling so pathetic, feeling troubled
Can't stand here, so I'll just run on

Run away, away, away
Onwards, for ever and a day

Would hate you, but I can't
Could love you, but I won't
Could hate you, but I won't
Would love you, but I can't

I just can't, I just won't
Hate you, love you

The pressure crushes, the darkness rushes on
I close my eyes, and drop, falling away

Fall away, away, away
Downwards, for ever and a day."
- Away

^{Thanks, Brighteyes, for reintroducing me to music and reigniting my love for creating. I owe you something fierce.}

Well, I hope all of you like this for whatever it's worth.

Just don't rip us off!

>>> An interesting way...

... to design lyrics.

Take five of your favourite songs/tracks from different bands and/or genres, read through their lyrics, pick the lines you like, write 'em out and play jigsaw with them until you get somehing that looks plausibly workable.

Only thing missing now is a working tune/composition. Any volunteers?

It's The Way (You Look At Me)
A Bombshell In Parliament

Make the sadness go away
Come back another day
I see the sadness in your eyes
Melancholy in your cries
When you scream aloud

I've never seen the point
in you killing you
I'll always bite my tongue
to comfort you
This is what I'll die for
I'll save you

It's the way you look at me
With eyes that see off into infinity
It's the way your whispers
seem to kiss my ears
But still, you push me on to see

Again and again and again
you're in everything
And again I see your face
in everything around me
This is what I'll die for
I'll save you

When you scream aloud
I see the sadness in your eyes
Melancholy in your cries
Make the sadness go away
Come back another day

(Our love will have its day)

A Bombshell In Parliament is currently a band that can be considered a work in progress, having only two members at the moment. Of which only one can passably play a musical instrument. But they have big dreams, so in our usual way of supporting those who dream big and plan/plot to blast away to the stars & beyond, we're plugging their insanity before they even do anything, haha!!!

That and the fact that we're all attention whores doesn't hurt as well, hahahahaha!!!

This is also dedicated to the one and only Supernova.

Who just might kill us for publishing the song for the masses since it was originally inspired by and composed for her.

Oh, well, if so, we'd go to our deaths gladly, with a smile on our faces!

*cackles of laughter in the background*

Laters!