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Reign of Peace

Dark, dark were the days
Hopeless seemed each morrow
Hearts filled with dismays
Heads bowed with sorrow
Told the tales of wars desolation
Bidding all discords to cease
Bring peace to all the nations
And grant us a reign of peace

~ Chorus ~
The war drums throb no longer
The guns have ceased their roar
The cry for peace was stronger
Than all those willing on the war
Their deaths shall not be in vain
And peace shall reign!

Ended has the conflict that was appalling
Our hearts were chilled with it’s dread
No longer the brave are falling
Shattered, dying or dead
Ended has the watching but not weeping
Longing to see loved ones again
Over are the sad vigils keeping
Ever lasting are the lines of pain

~ Chorus ~

Dry those tears
War has passed
Dismiss those unknowing fears
Brighter days have come at last
Together all can move into morrows
Through the valleys where sunshine has lease
Sharing the joys and sorrows
Beneath the light of a reign of peace

~ Chorus ~

Peace once more shall reign
Let us cry as one
If their deaths were in vain
And war resumes, no one has won.

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Posted by on Thursday 26th April, 2012 in Lyrics, War Songs

 

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No Man’s Land

Parts of the song inspired by the writings of Wilfred Owen.

You were told:
“When the war is over
There will peace
And the peace will last forever”

To war you went
Leaving behind a family that wept
For your country, honour and duty bound
In war only peace was to be found

~ Chorus ~
The foulest disease
With the breath of cancer greeted you
A hideous landscape
Unnatural, broken, devastated, vile noises
The distortion of the dead unburied
All day
All night
The most execrable sight
No land for man
No man’s land

In war you soon learnt death
Generals waged war at arm’s length
In the front lines you watched the dying
Peace forever, they dare not be lying

~ Chorus ~

Your war was then over
No more wars will you duck for cover
You found your peace
The peace that will last forever

~ Chorus ~

Your bones buried far from any loved one
On their lying words you were spun
But in the end their lies were clever
After all you found peace that will last forever

~ Chorus ~ x2

 
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Posted by on Thursday 26th April, 2012 in Lyrics, War Songs

 

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Hell’s Angels

Song lyrics used for inspiration are from ‘Angels of Mercy’(D.C. Cornwallis), and ‘Heaven Sent a Lovely Angel’ (unknown). This is about the nurses who served their country and men during wars.

In the tumultuous years spent in Hell,
The brave heroines deeds of years gone by are known so well.
Arduous toil of sympathy and love our women never falter or at their country’s call decline
Dressed in white with grace, charm and beauty sublime

~ Chorus ~
When the Red Cross was heavy and hard to bear
These noble Angels tend to all with loving care
Even when she’s tired and weary and the nights seem long and drawn
She continues with love and never a murmur, bravely toiling until the dawn
She is truly an Angel in Hell (She is truly Hell’s Angel)

The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world they used to say
If but that gentle hand could rule this wretched world today
While man is forced to fight his foes with every fiendish stunt
Our Angels bravely tend to those returning dying from the front.

~ Chorus ~

Angels of Mercy in far away distant countries, far across the desert bare
Heaven sent a lovely Angel to Hell, bound to love and care
Through her trials she’s always smiling, happy in her work of love
Tending all with true devotion, guided from above?

~ Chorus ~

 
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Posted by on Thursday 26th April, 2012 in Lyrics, War Songs

 

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Our Soldier

Excerpts and inspiration taken from “A Pattern to the World” by Harry Dacre, “He was only a private – that’s all” by Elevyn Dell, “The Dying Soldiers Legacy: The Song of War” by John Abbott, and “The Queen’s Fifteen” by Alfred Wheeler Manuscripts of Original Scores

Rumours of desperate dangers
Spring on the startled ears of man.
War clouds darken the Earth.

Ready?
Is Our Soldier ready?
Ready!
Our Soldier was needed to answer their country’s call,
Pushed aside any fear and stood tall.

Our Soldier left with a heavy heart for those left behind,
Think of the fallen brave,
For country and human kind.
Prepare yourself for a soldier’s grave!

Ye go knowing that peril will soon befall,
But Our Soldier was ready ‘n all.

~ CHORUS ~
Our Soldier was only a private in battle
Just a part of the great rank and file
In defence of our flag and its honour
We are proud of our hero
Tho’ only a private, that’s all
A hero Our Soldier died

Woken from his day dream,
What was that, a noise far off at first it seem.
Halt! Who goes there? Rung out Our Soldiers warning cry
A shot resonated, ‘twas the enemy’s reply
Our Soldier charged the countless enemy wall,
Thousands press on, when their front ranks fall.
All the brave mates fell as Our Soldier rushed into the fray
Thro’ hail of fire and shrapnel daring to save the day.
And the battle is won, and the battle is lost.

~ CHORUS ~

‘Twas a grim and deadly battle that a few short hours revealed
Two mighty armies struggled hand to hand on the field
For hours they fought together with a bayonet and gun,
Tho’ the mates in khaki were out numbered under the sun.
Our Solider went over without a sigh,
To conquer or to die.

~ CHORUS ~

‘Midst the thickest fight, dealing death all around,
Our Soldier falls at last.
His throbbing brows with Victory crown’d,
Whilst his life blood’s ebbing fast,
You’ve proved you do not fear the soldier’s grave.

~ CHORUS ~

Our Solider went without a sigh,
To conquer or to die.
Thro’ hail of fire and shrapnel to their soldier’s grave!
And the battle is lost, and the battle is won.

 
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Posted by on Saturday 21st April, 2012 in Lyrics, War Songs

 

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We Will Remember Them …

Well ANZAC Day (Australia’s rememberance day for those that have “fought” for Australia, and continue to fight) is on this Wednesday (25th April). So I thought it was a good time to post some war lyrics I have written. These lyrics have been written from reference songs. Most the songs were written during the Boer and First World Wars by soldiers and others. I have read their words and mixed up several different song lyrics to form new lyrics that I have written in memory and honour of all those who have “fought” for their country. I hope you enjoy them, and that they help you remember those that have fallen …

 
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Posted by on Saturday 21st April, 2012 in Comments

 

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Unleash the Dragon

Wrote this for a members challenge on The Poet Sanctuary. The poem had to be about a fantasy being a dragon, and include the line “And if I were a Dragon, burning old bridges with the fire that I breathe”. I was rewarded an honourable mention.

I stand on the edge, looking down
The soaring winds pass seductively
Pulling me towards a fall.
Teasingly the ground beneath,
Clasps my feet with serpent claws.

The Dragon devours me, I change
On my island refuge I unleash.
Wings spread for my absolution;
No one dare challenge me now.
As Dragon I fear none

Stones cast from afar fall short
My hide is thick, Dragon mocks their attempts.
But now past taunts sown
Smoulder within Dragon’s heart.
Torn wings, I have fallen

I stand on the edge, looking down
They trespass on my sanctuary,
And if I were a Dragon, burning old bridges
With the fire that I breathe
I could finally be free!

 
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Posted by on Wednesday 18th April, 2012 in Challenge, Poetry

 

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Coloured Demise

Covered in black,
Thou are clouded with grey.
Lost in a forest of rainbows
Too blind to see the colours
That paint the canvas of my demise.

The colours of my demise,
They are blindingly beautiful.
One look and you’re hooked,
Drawn to the paper leaves
With the colours of my demise.

Spirals of pastel shades
Cascading over the canvas.
The paint still wet,
Brushes dripping at your feet
Pitter pattering my demise.

Sketched diagrams in blues,
Only to be drawn in green.
The plan for life glows a bright red
Never did it appear mottled
All along shading my demise.

Now the easel frays
Worn by the bristles held tight
No longer stable, no virgin white
Time hath not been kind.
Just kindly colouring my demise.

 
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Posted by on Tuesday 10th April, 2012 in Poetry

 

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