Synthetic Romantic

Can it be that I've actually finished a new song for the first time in months? Yes, it seems so!

The basic idea of this song is that it has a look at alternative forms of love beyond the traditional concepts. It also borrows its name from my MySpace username. It's intended to be the sort of song which would (hopefully) be a floor filler at a goth/rock club ... all prominent bassline and pulsing synths.

As always, comments are very welcome!

Synthetic Romantic - May - July 2007

The boy with the rubber skin seeks the girl with the leather fingers
For random acts of violence and intimacy
The boy with the serpent’s kiss
Would drink your blood if
He knew it came straight from your heart and
Was going straight to his

Fetish for love
And sex under hot lights
And the dancefloor is hot enough to be the gates of Hell
I beg your forgiveness
If I lead you on
I’m just trying to feed off
The power of your soul

Chorus:
Do you think you can trust the love
Of the Synthetic Romantic?
Do you think you can ease the heart
Of the heroically tragic?
Can you take a life and fill it with kinetic
And ecstatic magic?
For deep inside this synthetic shell
The romantic is trapped in a heart shaped cell
And within the synthetic part of me
The romantic waits for the one who can set him free

The boy with the many faces seeks a girl for the masquerade ball
He looks like Casanova, Manson and Romeo
The boy who has never sinned
Would remove all his masks if
You could show him where they end and
Where his face begins

I sing of love
But only ever solo
And I want to duet on an orgasmic scream
I beg your forgiveness
If I lead you on
It seems my good intentions
Have already paved my road

Chorus:
Do you think you can trust the love
Of the Synthetic Romantic?
Do you think you can ease the heart
Of the heroically tragic?
Can you take a life and fill it with kinetic
And ecstatic magic?
For deep inside this synthetic shell
The romantic is trapped in a heart shaped cell
And within the synthetic part of me
The romantic waits for the one who can set him free

The boy who is speaking to you now lives locked in the black tower
Spiders and ravens and crows are my only friends
Can we roleplay our way to heaven?
I’ll be your poet and you can be
My whore of Babylon and let
My growing heart feed

I beg your forgiveness
If I lead you on
But if I hurt you in any way
May my darkness be washed asunder
By the rain

Chorus:
Do you think you can trust the love
Of the Synthetic Romantic?
Do you think you can ease the heart
Of the heroically tragic?
Can you take a life and fill it with kinetic
And ecstatic magic?
For deep inside this synthetic shell
The romantic is trapped in a heart shaped cell
And within the synthetic part of me
The romantic waits for the one who can set him free

Synthetic ….. Romantic
Heroically tragic
Kinetic … ecstatic …
Give me the magic
For deep inside this synthetic shell
The romantic is trapped in a heart shaped cell
And within the synthetic part of me
The romantic waits for the one who can set him free

Synthetic … romantic (repeat to fade)

Never Dance Again

This stems from a few different inspirations. It's reasonably self explanatory, so I won't go into too much detail, except to say that I have an idea for a companion song of sorts to it that I might get around to writing at some point. In terms of sound, its really my standard Pearl Jam-meets-Bon Jovi-meets-The Sisters Of Mercy-meets-Iron Maiden type of thing :p please feel free to comment

Never Dance Again - March 2007

See them all, every one
A murder of crows, they swarm
A purpose, a mission
United in a common goal

See them sway, see them shake
See the meeting, the heartbreaks
The lovers, the lusters
The loners, all under
Hypnotic control

Before me unfolds a scene of beauty
No need here for dignity
Beauty sweats, beauty sings
Beauty shouts, beauty screams
There's something of beauty in the ordinary

Chorus:
Won't you dance with me?
Won't you dance with me?
Won't you … Oh
Won't you dance with me?

Why … won't you … ?

Sometimes I dance, but that doesn't make me a dancer
Sometimes I take someone home, but that doesn't make me a romancer
Not always a vampire, but sometimes I bite
Sometimes a rebel and sometimes a knight
Sometimes a pirate, sometimes a clown
Sometimes I'm high when I'm on the comedown
After the last time, I broke my own mould
Now across my chest is emblazoned "Lost Soul"
Matches his fingers, no I'm not alone
But behind the barrier of my comfort zone
How did I misplace my day?
And why's the night not mine to claim?
And when did the transition happen?
Where is the source of this pattern?
And who are all these people here?
And just what is it that I fear?

Before me unfolds a scene of beauty
No need here for dignity
Beauty runs, beauty drinks
Beauty smudges, beauty stinks
There's something of beauty in the ordinary

Chorus:
Won't you dance with me?
Won't you dance with me?
Won't you … Oh
Won't you dance with me?

Why … Don't … We …
Dance?

And the walls … shake
And the earth … quakes
And the lights … blaze
Like the sun's … rays
And the … energy
Doesn't extend to me
And the circles core
Is what I'm aiming for
But a sudden attack
Pushes me back
Into the black
And I watch on
As it plays on
And they dance on
And you move on
And when you return
I am long gone

This is more
Than just a dance
This is the convergence
Of countless such days
Take me back to the world
Where I am the lord
Of all I survey

Chorus:
Won't you dance with me?
Won't you dance with me?
Won't you … Oh
Won't you dance with me?

When …
Shall …
We …
Dance … ?

Won't …
You …
Dance with me?

And I watch on
As it plays on
And they dance on
And you move on
And when you return
I am long gone
And I'm long gone
And I'm long gone
And I'm long gone
And when you return
I am gone

Passion, Unleashed

Long time since I've posted it seems!

This is the first song I finished in 2007. Was going through quite an angsty period at the beginning of the year, so I wrote this to remind me that the way to get through the hard points of life is with passion, that just to 'live with it' isn't enough. It's also partly inspired by a poster I've got which depicts a close up picture of a red rose, with the words "Nothing in this world has ever been accomplished without passion"

Passion, Unleashed - January - February 2007

For too long now she's sat alone
Looking in, withdrawn, curtains always drawn
Mental campfire, telling stories
Trading life for former glories
Searching for some hidden meaning
Or just a reason to keep feeling
On her fingers counts her losses
Victories for evil's forces
Dreaming that she'll find a way
To feel that she's alive again

The time has come to push the button
We're overdue to see some passion

This is release!

The clock strike's twelve, it's New Years Day
But to them it seems like nothing's changed
Live for love but the fish ain't biting
So what's their reason to keep fighting?
Broken record played in monotone
Master won't throw down a bone
Won't you take my life and make it stereo?
Colourise this grey into kaleidoscope?
Please take my life and give it hope

We've been too long without a saviour
It's up to us now to rise above failure
The time has come to push the button
We're overdue to see some passion

Chorus:
Well this time, we won't keep it bottled up inside
This time, we'll stand our ground and fight (make it right)
We've been gone so long, but we're coming back
Now to reclaim what is ours
Tonight we let our hearts and souls pour out!
This is our passion, unleashed
This is release!

Quicksand mind, save her from sinking
Have to tell her what I'm thinking
Held back by our hesitation
Self sabotage in my frustration
Third world fighter, starving, dying
Want to help him, and I'm trying
Horrors I see on my television
Propogated by our submission
Now's the time to make a decision

We've been too long without a saviour
It's up to us now to rise above failure

Bright lights start to dim and fade
With the realisation I'm just one man
Six billion of us must be saved
And alone I just don't think I can
But if we can just have some faith
Together we can make a stand
So all you heroes raise your flames
Brothers and sisters, show me your hands!

Rise up as one and sing this refrain:
This is release from our chains
(Repeat x 3)

Spoken:
If you give up now, you'll never know what could have been
And they say nothing in this world was ever accomplished without passion
So come on and sing
The whole world is waiting!

Rise up as one and sing this refrain:
This is release from our chains!

The time has come to push the button
We're overdue to see some passion

Chorus:
Well this time, we won't keep it bottled up inside
This time, we'll stand our ground and fight (make it right)
We've been gone so long, but we're coming back
Now to reclaim what is ours
Tonight we let our hearts and souls pour out!
This is our passion, unleashed
This is release!

Passion unleashed ...
This is release!

Passion unleashed ...
This is release!

The Dawn Of The Second Day

This is the final part of epic (if I do say so myself) five song cycle that makes up The Traveller Among The Lost (the previous four parts, and an explanation of sorts, are all below). This is basically a concluding part, although it leaves it a bit ambiguously, the point of it is that no story is ever over completely, even if it looks that way. It was originally called The New Beginning, but I "borrowed" the new title from the computer game The Legend Of Zelda: Majora's Mask. I'm really pleased with the story as a whole. I think I've said everything I wanted to say in it without it being too explicit as to what its about, and without it being properly resolved until the end.

This is also the last song I wrote in 2006, and it seems like the perfect place to end that year. Also, at the time of writing, the third to most recent song I've completed (although I've finally started writing again, got a new song in the works which will hopefully be done soon)

Comments are welcome, as always

The Dawn Of The Second Day - December 2006

Rebellion, the time to fight back
Is now

It can't go on like this
This evil can't exist
There is no Nemesis
It's me that's doing this

The monster is in my own mind
My Nemesis must die
Turn its eyes in a new direction
And for the first time
I see
The eagle of the south
The wolf of the north
Never came to be
And though I'm looking from afar
I see the Nemesis
And the fire
For what they really are
And what they really were
Was just me, and her

Release the eagle, and allow it to soar
Stand by the fire, but let it burn bright and free
Supress the Nemesis deep inside for ever more
A constant battle, but as for me ...

The question remains, has this story ended the same way?
Do I finish as the Lone Wolf that I was just yesterday?
Or do I end re-moulded by the passion of the flames?

But then I hear a voice whisper that my questions are in vain
I hear a voice call me by a new name

And then the truth comes to me, as though spoken by the wind
It says "This is not the ending"

"This is where it all begins"

The Nemesis Of The Lost

Bit of a break between updates there! Not that anyone probably cares mind you

Right, this is song number 4 of The Traveller Among The Lost, which is explained a few posts down. This is where the story begins to tie together a bit, although it's also possibly the most confusing and complicated bit so far! I'm quite happy with it, becuase every single word of it actually means something, but in my opinion it's not obvious at all what

The bits in italics are supposed to be spoken, in a sort of chaotic way, with pretty random instrumental noises, a bit like Pearl Jam's "Stupid Mop". The bits not in italics are sung, still probably with fairly chaotic instruments, but a bit more melodic. I think the way it'll probably work is building up from sparse at the beginning to completely all over the place by the end

Comments are always welcome

The Nemesis Of The Lost - August - December 2006

Extinguished, and screaming
We are the lost souls
We are the ones that you refuse to see
We are the children
We are the ones who cannot ever leave
We are the ones that cannot ever leave

We are the ones that cannot ever leave
Children of the damned beware
Lost souls are never guaranteed
A safe road to anywhere
And just as I started thinking that salvation may exist
I came under the gaze of the Nemesis ...

Of the Lost!
Slipping inside my mind
Of the Lost!
Demon among my thoughts
And I am lost!
Before its power
With nowhere to hide
As it plucks out all my ugliness
Amplifying it to tragedies
And running them before mine eyes

This nightmare begins and ends in darkness, a crowded theatre, a bed for two, vampires, love, and severance.
She held me once more as the world washed away.
This misty haze, this string of words, this chemical reaction, shattering to the pavement,
Fingers betray the mind betrays, ride the train again, paramour.
The air cries messages laced with confusion, the meaning obscured by the words
No time for a full return, no home, no hope,

Take me far away from here

The Nemesis of the Lost never stops

The contrast: The warmth then the endless cold dark road.
News of the concepts of life and death collide inside my heart and my head.
She whispers her despair, and from afar I hold her once again.
The rise and fall of friends, no end, first one, then two, then the terrible confession,
A forbidden planet, so beautiful the wedding, though overshadowed by the conflict of union.
The sight, the life, the pain is halved, the detachment twice, I'll never see what you've seen.
Sit with me and we'll discover the Holy Grail, sit with me, through hills and valleys,

Until it's all taken away

I hear the voice of the child of the damned
Light extinguished, and screaming
I am the lost soul
I am the one that you can never see
I am the child
I am the one that will not ever breathe

The Nemesis of the Lost never stops

A blank page, the words, a cage, a casual relationship between the murder and the screen.
My life, bisect, look foward, look back, the flowers are black but fade in time.
Nine cards, and the embers try to reignite, and sear me to my soul,
I send them far away from me, then wonder why it is that I'm so cold.

I think I may have made
A terrible mistake

The Nemesis of the Lost never stops

The slip, the hard fall, kiss the mud. A losing hand, and I've fallen from grace.
The fall gets longer with mistaken self invitation,
Forgotten mislaid messages take it to completion.
A study in insanity, a revolution, regaining control
A battle, confusion, a conclusion, temporary satisfaction,
Attempted altruism, a growing realisation, fetish, blood, and need
Attempt, rebuttal, a resolution, withdrawal,

To make you smile again

The Nemesis of the Lost never ....
Stop!

The Proverbial Fire

Song number 3 of The Traveller Among The Lost (see the previous few entries if that means nothing to you). This part was originally going to be entitled "Steel", but I changed it partly to fit in with the scheme of starting each title with "The", and also partly because the new title is a bit of a private joke.

If you've read all 3 parts that I've posted so far and have absolutely no idea how this all connects as one big story then don't worry, it's not supposed to be obvious ... more open to your own individual interpretation. It does tie together a bit more with the 4th and 5th songs though

Comments are welcomed

The Proverbial Fire - August - December 2006

What is it that I desire
As I fall into the …. ?

Last night was made of fire
Hot as hell, cool as ice
Dancing, flames rise higher and higher
Soul is burning in your eyes

Today I’ve turned to steel
Bend me, shape me as you will
Brand some meaning on my life
Give it form again tonight

From spark in time comes heat …

In your flames I’m set alight
In your flames I come alive

Flames licking at my tongue
Steel in fire, two are one

From heat in time comes warmth …

In your flames I’m set alight
In your flames I come alive
Heat melts me, changing shape
Tonight’s a furnace, I’m born again

They say “Play in the fire
And you’ll only get burned”
But I may take the heat
And be safely returned
They say “The flames will diminish
And leave you so cold”
But what if we can form something new
Change steel into gold?

What is it that I desire
As I fall into the fire?

Warmth in time turns cold …

In your flames I’m set alight
In your flames I come alive
Heat melts me, changing shape
Tonight’s a furnace, I’m born again
Goodbye to pieces past
Tonight’s a furnace, I’m recast

Extinguish
Extinguish
Extinguish

But embers never die

The Lost Souls

Song number 2 of The Traveller Among The Lost (see previous two entries for more details). This is where the story proper begins. The chorus of this is possibly the earliest thing I wrote for this project. Bits in brackets indicate backing vocals, I needed to put them in to try to keep some sort of rhyme scheme, although its a bit odd.

Comments are welcome, as usual

The Lost Souls - August - December 2006

I stepped in through the hole
That they’d made in the sky
“How kind of them” I thought
“To let me” (Inside their world)
But as I waited by the roadside
For some transport deeper in
The feeling began to subside
To be replaced by confusion

How did I get here?
And just how did here come to be?
Looking with both my eyes closed is
No way to see

Chorus:
We are the lost souls
We are the ones that you refuse to see
We are the children
We are the ones who cannot ever leave

And as I travelled
In further I felt so alone
Until I felt the presence
Of other lost … (other lost souls)
Drifting with no meaning
And nowhere that they belonged
Trying to make it alright
But always getting it … (getting it wrong)

Chorus:
We are the lost souls
We are the ones that you refuse to see
We are the children
We are the ones who cannot ever leave
Where is the eagle?
Where is the one who flew me to this place?
Where is the lone wolf?
Where is the one that used to wear my face?

All of the lost were
Searching for a way to escape
I thought that together we
Could find a better … (a better way)
So I travelled with others
But only ever one at a time
And they’d soon disappear
And leave me to find … (my own path through the night)

How did I get here?
And just how did here come to be?
Open my eyes for the first time
And finally I see

Chorus:
We are the lost souls
We are the ones that you refuse to see
We are the children
We are the ones who cannot ever leave
Where is the eagle?
Where is the one who flew me to this place?
Where is the lone wolf?
Where is the one that used to wear my face?

Awake from the illusion and I can see
The truth of the fate that is staring at me
No one exists to hear my calling
Into what I thought I’d stepped I’m really falling