Metal Reviews

Well, the last match was great. Let's have another good one!

And now, business:
Okay, here's how it will work. For the next 24 hours, Arthur and OFC will have just that! Exactly 24 hours to post a poem/set of lyrics. The second both poems are posted, all people are free to vote. Please make your vote obvious, and be nice!

Voting will end exactly 48 hours from now.

1 poem
vs
1 poem

One vote per poster. Happy writing, all!

"Now" (in 8 hrs) on tap: Arthur vs OFC!

Up next: Crast vs Slayer of Kings!

Aren't you OFC?

Shhshshs don't tell him. He's got the split personality thing.

Putting mine together right now, sorry for the delay.

Firstly, good luck Arthur!
Secondly, I had a dream about this... And at some point I had to write it down. It's very important to me, and I've tried my best to do this dream justice. To me, it's a song I would have done if I was the vocalist for Bolt Thrower. Enjoy (I hope...)!

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Ghosts of the Battlefield

{Intro}

Steel cried crimson in his dreams, again
Honor, Glory, at war, when suddenly then
The sword once clenched, again the butt of .45
"Excalibur, it appears your Arthur has died."

{Slow part}

Men as ants, so brave, once proud
Infantry dogs, no minds allowed
March to satisfy he who is hidden safe
Commander at arms, who endures no rafe

A young trooper screams, dreams no more
Nearby mortars press him against the dirt floor
Of Crumbling hollow earth, door to a chasm black
Buried sublevel by the last attaaaaaack~!

{Fast part}

Down below, not nearly dead yet,
He sees cave walls
revealed by embers
And a beckoning rasp, most filled with regret
Pleads with the fated soldier
"You must remember!"

Rising above the temptation of rest
The soldier beholds with sickened detest
A flesh absent survivor, his rambling host,
This charred corpse still clinging to ghost

Body in tatters, though his mind seems to serve
But, the young man's voice, he will not observe
"Commrade, promise this creature, and end his plight
Grant their final wishes, our commrade's who died tonight"

"I'm not long, for I've spoke with the dead
Who grew in numbers, in waves of hot lead
But we've gained something the enemy cannot!
Your spiritual connection with those who rot!"

"So dreamy warrior, dream of honor no more
This time WE control the outcome of WAR!
Take these perilous black caverns due West
To emerge within the enemy's hidden nest!"

Miles away, the coordinates he relays
And watches, heart beating, at the exploding display
Square kilometer errupting in firey lights
The spirits of the battlefield revel in the sight

Here’s a secret that I must confide
When revenge is your vice,
No simple murder will suffice
Welcome to your genocide

I will laugh as you die
When I tear the life from your eyes
I will teach you the meaning
Of death and demise

Devoid is my life
Of purpose and meaning,
I will not rest till I’ve bathed
In the sound of your screaming

For no good is left in this world
And nothing is held sacred,
There is nothing left in me now
But this psychotic hatred

You will fade from this world, alone and cold
After the Reaper comes, to take his hold
You will awake to find misery,
Repaid ten-fold

I know not the place nor the hour
When I will manifest in Death's guises,
But know that your time will come
Just as surely as the sun rises

My wrath is the gravity
Of these dying stars,
Old wounds are remembered
By the burning of scars

There is no way to your salvation
No prayer, or charm, nor incantation,
For sealed is your doom, and sealed is your fate
I am but the shadow, lying in wait

And even after you’re gone, my rage will persist
I will hunt you down on every plane you exist,
In every life you’ve ever lived, in every single dimension
Your fall will become my right to ascension

I am the single-minded arrow
That falls from the sky,
I am the aberration
From the corner of your eye

I will destroy every last thing
You have ever touched or been apart of,
Every passing memory or casual sensation
I will wipe you clean from the face of creation

Drunk will I be on the tears of despair
Your life shattered, your bones will be scattered
As food for the beasts, and the fowl of the air

God bless my deeds of crucifixion
And grant me now this malediction,
For it is the fate of all in my path
To be struck down in the name of Wrath

The Dark One himself
Would stand aside
Were he to look into my eyes,
And bear witness to these visions
Of evisceration

Annihilated and erased,
By Death embraced

Amputated like the rotted flesh that you are

Here’s a secret that I must confide
When revenge is your vice,
No simple murder will suffice
Welcome to your genocide

Woah.

Both of those were fucking awsome, I can truly hear Bolt Thrower doing OFCs lyrics. Seriously, create a BT-wanna be band, and do that song!

Arthur's lyrics I can really see a band such as Naglfar doing(perhaps because the subject of it was very similar to 'Spoken Words of Venom' from thier latest album). Once again, great lyrics!

Definatly a tough decision, but my vote goes to:

Arthur

.:crast:.

Are you a big maiden fan, OFC? The piece of mind album maybe?

Anyway, you guys have fucking amazing imaginations! those were both great! Highlights were:

Arthur - "My wrath is the gravity
Of these dying stars,"

OFC - "I'm not long, for I've spoke with the dead
Who grew in numbers, in waves of hot lead
But we've gained something the enemy cannot!
Your spiritual connection with those who rot!"

And the vote goes to.......Arthur

A tougth one... the two deserve the vote... But I found Artur's one a little more longer than it needs to be, so my vote goes to:

OFC/NFAE

Good match!

I vote Naffy (OFC).

heh it's funny because we actually have pretty similair styles. It would seem NFAE enjoys rhyming as much as I do. I noticed that more violent poems seemed to be getting responses so that's what I went with, but I think I'd like to do something more peaceful if I survive into the next round. I will be dissapearing for the weekend to celebrate my two year anniversary, so good luck and great poem NFAE. I am not completely satisfied with mine, but I waited too long to start it and I ran out of time. It's bascially an idea I have had rolling around in the back of my mind for a while now. It is inspired by every low life corporation I have ever had the misfortune of working for. There are plenty of bosses and co workers I have had that I would not mind throwing into a meat grinder. But anyway thanks for hosting the tournament, because it finally gave me the proper motivation to put some ideas down on paper. :o

I will see you assholes in a few days, cheers!

Wow, very tough choice. I'll vote for NFAE on the grounds that on the weekend I visited the Mephisto WW1 tank at the museum, and it got me thinking how cool it would be to drive and blow shit up.

NFAE/OFC gets my vote
but Arthur was pretty close... 8)

Please don't hate me but I removed a verse.



Glad you mentioned that, that verse happens to be my favorite one.

I vote NFAE
Arthur, great lyrics dude, but look at my sig.
NFAE, I really imagined that-awesome!

Arty! You go, Arty! All the way!

Arthur, but only by a hair. That was extremely close.

Wow both those were quite good. This is a really tought decision but I think i'm going to have to go with NFAE/OFC.

I'm posting this late because I've read them both 5 times to decide and I think my vote goes to Arthur, his poem looks like somthing I could have written, OFC's was very good and easy to visualize. This was a hard decision.


Arthur it is.

OFC, but Arthur was damn close, both are some of the best posted yet!