"This Minatory Oubliette"

Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 12:38 am

I'm back, with no more computer woes. For anyone who's recently joined the UBW, I'm RiCterMan, or Rick (-Either's cool with me). Anyway, I need to post a song here, real quick, so that's what I shall do now. First, I gotta' say, it feels great to be back on the UBW. To the song now...

It's called, "This Minatory Oubliette", and I wrote it, because I've been getting very pissed off lately, and I just felt like putting the emotions to use. I hope you all enjoy it, and maybe some of you could give feedback. I'm always interested. Smile

Ok now...

"This Minatory Oubliette"

There are days when the rays of the sun burn my skin.
There are days that I cannot feel myself alive within.
There are ways to evade, but somedays, I just don't have them.
To complain is a waste that wouldn't change a situation, that's like a labyrinth.

(Pre-Chor. 1):
Some would say I am like a box
that held contents, before worth so much.
I am still capable, but locks keep me
empty, and closed to the world...

(Chorus):
Sitting inside, I feel the dust.
I count the ticking of the clock.
Time gone by, is time I've lost.
As I sit here, with dust and silence,
I'm bound by my life on pause...

There are days when the price that I pay is risen again.
There are days that I cannot see the worth in existence.
There are ways to attain better days, but I just, can't- get- to- them.
To take the blame that isn't mine, would only serve me shit and shame.

(Pre-Chor. 2):
Some do say I am just that box,
tucked away without care; with hidden plots.
I am still viable. If locks meet keys, I'll
release otiosity from my world...

(Chorus)

(Short Interlude)

I'm so.... tired...
There are days when the lights go off.
Those are the days I cry...,
inside.
I don't know why I am forced to reside here,
but I'd like to find a way to leave, fairly quickly.
The cold, musty air is choking me,
and this chair that I'm sitting in, won't ever let me go...

There's only nothingness...,
in this Dungeon.
-Where I'm...-

(Chorus, sung twice)

(Outro):
These days, I'm uncertain of
what's to come...
These days, I'm hurting.
-Sitting with dust and silence,

but I won't give up.

EnD

There... Hopefully it's good enough to be enjoyed by all of you. I, myself, like it, but I always look more towards what others think about my lyrics. See, If I thought that a rock I found on the ground was amazing, others might think that it's just boring. -Not that I think rocks are interesting. Laughing

(Ah... -Strange humor...) Later!

ubw rookie Joined: Jun 28, 2005 Posts: 133

hey man, welcome back. This is really good i enjoyed reading it. Its got something to it that i really like but i cant put my finger on it.

"There are days when the rays of the sun burn my skin.
There are days that I cannot feel myself alive within. "

I really like this part. and as always iam amazed by your titles, you always have creative titles for your songs, mine always suck, i can never come up with a good one.

anyway hope you start posting lots again.

Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 1:06 am

Titles are fun, man. That's one of the parts of the process that I enjoy the most. Very Happy

Aside from that, thanks greatly much, and if you haven't already seen, I replied to your last lyrics thread. I must go read some more threads now. Later, Chase!

"This Minatory Oubliette"

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