Cool† - The World Without Logos

February 16th, 2008 by tylaynejhyll

Don’t be cool vibration
Revlofantasy
Tell me fool talk show day and rain
Every stardom the rating
Don’t stop horror show inner darken
Jus suc ra ra oh

Oh no harbor won’t you buy valley show
Take me want to talking revolution
No havea won cheese have lay show
(No have a want cha have late show)
Diviphon de have worry star
Shooby dooby doo shooby dooby doo durul
Shooby dooby doo shooby dooby doo durul

Devil beam to the crashing
Revoluflymachine
Adjust blue G
Jus sekiran

Oh no harbor won’t you buy valley show
Take me want to talking revolution
No havea won cheese have lay show
Diviphon de have worry star
Shooby dooby doo shooby dooby doo durul
Shooby dooby doo shooby dooby doo durul

†ALternate Deciphering:

Tell me cool vibration

Live your fantasy

Tell me who, tell me surely, and the name

I’ll be stunned, I’ll be waiting

Ghosts of horror show and I don’t care

Just say ya love

Oh down down, wish it’s just a revelation

Take me once, take me to the revolution

Down down won’t ya hear the vibration?

Take me home, and I’ll look to return

(Shooby dooby doo, Shooby dooby doo, Durull)

(Shooby dooby doo, Shooby dooby doo, Durull)

Double the pain

Double the pleasure

Double your fantasy

Trust beauty, just say ya love

Oh down down, wish it’s just a revelation

Take me once, take me to the revolution

Down down won’t ya hear the vibration?

Take me home, and I’ll look to return

(Shooby dooby doo, Shooby dooby doo, Durull)

(Shooby dooby doo, Shooby dooby doo, Durull)

Oh down down, wish it’s just a revelation

Take me once, take me to the revolution

Down down won’t ya hear the vibration?

Take me home, and I’ll look to return

(Shooby dooby doo, Shooby dooby doo, Durull)

(Shooby dooby doo, Shooby dooby doo, Durull)

Emotional Rock

February 25th, 2007 by tylaynejhyll

Emo is a subgenre of hardcore punk music. Since its inception, emo has come to describe several independent variations, linked loosely but with common ancestry. As such, use of the term has been the subject of much debate.

In its original incarnation, the term emo was used to describe the music of the mid-1980s Washington, DC scene and its associated bands. In later years, the term emocore, short for "emotional hardcore", was also used to describe the DC scene and some of the regional scenes that spawned from it. The term emo was derived from the fact that, on occasion, members of a band would become spontaneously and strongly emotional during performances. The most recognizable names of the period included Rites of Spring, Embrace, One Last Wish, Beefeater, Gray Matter, Fire Party, and, slightly later, Moss Icon. The first wave of emo began to fade after the breakups of most of the involved bands in the early 1990s.

Starting in the mid-1990s, the term emo began to reflect the indie scene that followed the influences of Fugazi, which itself was an offshoot of the first wave of emo. Bands including Sunny Day Real Estate and Texas Is the Reason put forth a more indie rock style of emo, more melodic and less chaotic in nature than its predecessor. The so-called "indie emo" scene survived until the late 1990s, as many of the bands either disbanded or shifted to mainstream styles.

As the remaining indie emo bands entered the mainstream, newer bands began to emulate the more mainstream style, creating a style of music that has now earned the moniker emo within popular culture. Whereas, even in the past, the term emo was used to identify a wide variety of bands, the breadth of bands listed under today’s emo is even more vast, leaving the term "emo" as more of a loose identifier than as a specific genre of music.

Watch Me Die

January 21st, 2007 by tylaynejhyll

Watch Me Die

I lay as this sacrifice to this unholy altar
The evil inside Satan; Satan sit and watch me die
Demented screams, tortured beings, where’s your hope,
where’s your smile, there was none
Life of lies gone, gone no more
So upset, so distraught, I’m sorry, I’m Sorry… I live for the Lord
Watch me die no longer I am alive
My purpose no more… I live for Christ
Dead to sin, only begin, imagine what’s for Soldier of Christ
Changed with a new beginning, blood of the lamb, white washed sins
Forgive me God for all of these years of my transgressions
I cry renewed, I cry renewed This world means nothing to me
My life changed I now see Crucified with Christ,
the old self left with the rest of this world, rest of this world
Kneel before his throne, home now from this journey
I see my father in his arms finally found
This path I have chosen is hard but I’ll make it with my saviors help
I survive this hell till the end I’ll stand true
Eternal life, ready for the fight that the evil brings
No giving in… I’m free
The fire burns engulfing all the victims in it’s path, no where to run
Over taken they give in to surrender to the Lord once, and for all
No longer keeping quiet, no longer standing still,
no longer giving in, no longer going back
I stand strong praying for love always to be in my heart

Act of Depression

January 21st, 2007 by tylaynejhyll

Act Of Depression

("All I ever wanted was someone to love me")
I tried to cry out from the inside, but I guess my soul did not pour itself out
enough
Blood on the walls, flaming black, blood on the walls,
I saw you staring through the cracks
No one was to know what was happening in me I felt no love,
I felt no reason to carry on with my life
Everything was wrong, nothing was right, at least that is what I thought
Kids finding laughter at my expense
They were killing me on the inside they couldn’t give up their pride
My heart was bleeding from so much grieving
On the outside I looked fine, you couldn’t tell but on the inside was eternal
hell
I got caught up in the moment of depression,
And before I knew it my bodywas lying on the ground
With a gun in my hand my hourglass was out of sand
Thanks to all the people who drove me to death
Without you I could of never ended my breath
Through your anger and hate, I was able to choose my fate
There was a way out, but I chose the easy route
Blast of a gun, breath runs out, final thoughts put to extinction
"No more love, no more pain," for you have chosen suicide as the way
out…
Help them
Ice cold fingers, body lays on the floor,
Pool of blood you see, you scream out in terror
Her body is now a part of mutilation, her soul the victim of strangulation
I will not accept this evil anymore
I never thought of who I hurt or I never tried to look for the good
I’m sorry for whoever I hurt, it’s not easy to look back on my life,
And know I did not know Christ
For now I live in a real hell
I wish I had another chance… then I would live my life with love