~POETRY~
~LYRICS~
~QUOTES~
~LYRICS~
~QUOTES~
~~WORDS OF THE HEART~~
originals from me
An iron horse takes me
Nothing but a boy
Forever has no ending
Hatred is a comfort
Time wasted is life lost
Forgotten is the boy
Well learned is the girl
And so it does go
Forever is my love for you
I never needed your sorrow,
~Knight N. Chrome...1998~
A little ghost from my distorted past As I sit alone in this darkened silence,
~Knight N. Chrome..2000~
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I want my money back
~Jim Stienman...pb'd 1993~
DEATH OF AN INNOCENT
The smell of fifty weight
Tripped on a spark plug
The beast is warming quickly
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THE LONER
A dark cloud passes overhead
Coming from nowhere
Gave up the ‘normal’ lifestyle
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THE COAST
-expansive seashore-
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Back to Knight N. Chrome's Biker Home
to a land of forgotten dreams
To a time without regrets
To forever unbroken seams
When the sun descends behind me
And the stars are glowing bright
And through the tunnel vision
I can see a different light
From where the light is shining
I hope to never know
Not cut out to be in heaven
Too cool for hell below
So I bless my screaming engine
And I curse the cars I pass
And through the night I travel
The grim reaper can kiss my ass
~Knight N. Chrome...1998~
~Knight N.Chrome...1997~Forever is my love for you
Forever it will be
Forever has no ending
So forever is you and me.........
so innocent and meake
making a simple promise
to the one that made him weak
Nothing but a girl
looking for love she never felt
making a simple promise
to the one that made her melt
but it often fades to black
when the love becomes not
when reality does attack
Little boys and girls
grow up and often cold
forget the simple promises
because the past is so old
and blame becomes a need
destruction is an answer
as the blackened fires feed
Little boys and girls
shed there angel’s wings
and strike at one another
because the heart no longer sings
and time is the thief of hearts
lifes not meant to spend alone
but the endings out-wiegh the starts
Anger flows like the river wild
leaves one with a darkened dream
reaching for love that doesnt exist
tends to make lonely hearts screamWhen the giving of thanks
leaves you speachless at best
and the absence of family
is the dreaded final test
Take with you your anger
for its all you really own
and leave behind the fear
of walking through life alone
but who has he become
and does it really matter
for his heart is so numb
As time left its mark
on the little lost boys soul
disguised well as a man
the little boys tears still roll
as she holds her head high
the canary is now an eagle
wings open,ready to fly
As love has left its bruise
on the little lost girls mind
getting along well as a woman
her intention well defined
that all good things must end
time is null and void
a spouse,but not a friend
The questions arise as they always do
when its time to say goodbye
how did we love,and when did it stop
is it finally over? Yes...but why
forever it will be
forever is but a fantasy
That no one will ever see
I am the other side of the mirror
I am the darkness in the light
I am the fear that feeds your horror
I am a demon known as Nite
Some call me the devil
Others call me a freak
But you'd better call somebody else
If you're feeling at all weak
I am a bottle of destruction
I am a blood stain on the street
I am a killer without conviction
I am a dieing hearts last beat
On the verge of damnation
Where the dark angels play
And if you're not carefull
Might steal your soul away
I am a father to the devil
I am a son of society
I am the last standing rebel
I am the phrase"Whoa is me"
Vast is the night sky
But is it empty?
Just look a little closer
And you might too see
~Knight N. Chrome...1998~
I never asked for your pain.
I'll need you less tomorrow,
I know you think I'm insane.
But your money has no value,
and your gifts, they bring no joy.
How many times did I tell you,
my life is not your toy.
Once you were so sly,
and your words seemed so sincere.
But even the naked eye,
can see right through a tear.
Without your deceptive instruction,
I just might find my way.
Void of your mental seduction,
The darkness fades away.
So through the night I wander,
Like an animal without vision.
Listening through the thunder,
Deciding on my decision.
Home is where the heart is,
But your heart so seems to roam.
Knowing the truth is the hardest,
Even for a Knight in Chrome.
that's only as real as a dream.
A vision that just can't possibly last
like a ripple that fades in a stream.
An angel remains in my mind's eye
Though my memory is fading and gray.
The love that I had may never die
and I just might like it that way.
A kiss that gently blurred my vision
and allowed me to walk on the sun.
A magic sensation, beyond superstition
Always hoped that you were the one.
The taste of 'tomorrow' on your lips
The smell of 'right now' in your hair
The thrust of 'sheer pleasure' from your hips
Not to mention that 'playful tease' stare
Take it slow, it'll be just fine
or so I've heard in a song.
But 14 years is an awful long time
for a man to realize he is wrong.
Dreams of you invade my mind
when my life is going the way it should.
And in these dreams is where I find
that I might change my life, if I could.
And there you go, down the aisle
to promise your heart to another.
And my life will go on, for a long while
but I'll be dreaming of you under cover
~Knight N. Chrome....2000
With visions of hatred and personal violence,
I have to wonder from where these thoughts arise.
What’s with this sneer, and this glare in my eyes?
What makes them angry, & why are they so mad?
Could easily be blamed on growing up without a Dad.
Or being raised by a Mother who was driven insane,
Or from living in a world that is just simply not humane.
Take a long look around you, what the hell do you see?
Not a damn thing…unless they show you on T.V.
There’s a worthy news source, the media’s run amuck.
Today’s news is ratings. The truth? Who gives a fuck?
What makes an angry kid grab a gun on his way to class?
The same damn system that freed O.J.’s guilty ass.
How could you not notice the bombs your child built?
Does a system that’s anti-spanking provide anti-guilt?
No wonder I’m so pissed, you probably are as well,
There’s nothing left to stand for, our country’s gone to hell.
They told us in the 60’s not to trust because it’s a scam,
But the loyal that did trust are now POWs in Viet Nam,
They just wanted a college degree, but they ended up in war,
Most died never knowing what the hell they were fighting for.
Well, that was just the beginning, now look what’s going on,
Things are getting bad, and will be worse by the dawn.
We have the power to change, or so says the constitution,
“We the people” often forget due to the political evolution.
We are the Government who decides these decisions,
Though, those holding office have clouded our visions.
As I sit alone in this darkened silence
With visions of hatred and personal violence
I have to wonder from where these thoughts arise
And how did the government pull this wool over our eyes
~ The Follwoing 3 Are Lyrics From ~
~ Jim Stienman ~
~ w/MEATLOAF ~
Im in the middle of nowhere
near the end of the line
there's a border to somewhere waiting
And there's a tankful of time
Give me just another moment
To see the light of day
And take me to another land where
I don't have to stay
I'm gonna need somebody
to make me feel like you do
And I will recieve somebody with open arms,open eyes
Open up the sky and let the planet that I love shine through
For cryin' out loud, you know I love you
~Jim Steinman...pb'd 1976~
What about love?
It's defective, It's always breaking in half.
What about sex?
Its defective, It's never built to really last.
What about your family?
It's defective, All the batteries are shot.
What about your friends?
They're defective, All the parts are out of stock.
What about hope?
Its defective, It's corroded and decayed.
What about faith?
It's defective, It's tattered and it's frayed.
What about your Gods?
They're defective, They forgot the warranty.
What about your town?
It's defective, It's a dead end street to me.
What about your school?
It's defective, It's a pack of useless lies.
What about your work?
It's defective, It's a crock and then you die.
What about your childhood?
It's defective, It's dead and buried in the past.
What about your future?
It's defective, You can shove it up your ass.
It's all or nothing, and nothing's all I ever get.
Every time I turn it on, I burn it up and burn it out.
It's a never ending attack.
Everythings a lie, and that's a fact.
We're always slipping through the cracks.
The movie's over, fade to black.
Life is a lemon, and I want my money back.
Baby youre the only thing in this whole world
thats good as gold and right,
and wherever you are and wherever you go,
there's always gonna be some light.
But I gotta get out, I gotta break it out now,
before the final crack of dawn.
So we gotta make the most of our one night together.
when its over ya know, we'll both be so alone
Like a bat outta hell, I'll be gone when mornin comes
But when the day is done
and the sun goes down
and the moonlights shinin through...
like a sinner before the gates of heaven; I'll come crawlin on back to you
Im gonna hit the highway like a battering ram
on a silver/black phantom bike.
When the metal is hot,
and the engine is hungry,
and we're all about to see the light...
nothing ever grows in this rotten old hole
and everything is stunted and lost...
and nothin really rocks and nothing really rolls,
and nothings ever worth the cost.
I know that Im damned if I never get out,
and maybe Im damned if I do,
but with every beat I've got left in my heart,
I know I'd rather be damned with you.
If I gotta be damned, ya know I wanna be damned
dancin through the night with you.
I can see myself,tearin at the road
faster than any other boy has ever gone.
My skin is raw, but my soul is right;
ain't no ones gonna stop me now,gonna make my escape.
But I cant stop thinkin of you...
and I never see that sudden curve til its way too late.
Now Im dyin at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun.
Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike.
And I think somebody somewhere must've tollen a bell.
And the last thing I see is my heart, still beating
breakin outta my body, and flyin away
like a bat outta hell
~Jim Steinman...pb'd 1976~
~ The Writer Of This Next One ~
~ Is Unknown ~
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I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom.. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
~unknown...????~
~ The Next 3 Are From ~
~ Billy Azlin ~
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THE BEAST
Fills the smoky room
Been up half the night
I think I lost my tools
Bumped my head again
Fire up another doobie
Pop a frosty can
In anticipation and desire
Our souls are primed and ready
To set the road on fire
Sunlight dims with coming evening
Distant rumble down the highway
Sealed beam shining bright
Headed for about the same
Time is virtually non-existant
For the nomad
To live the gypsy creed
Use what you need and move on
A loner and his machine
-waves crashing, white water-
leaning against the driftwood,
long awaited solitude…
fog overtakes the coastline,
enveloping reality
with its smoky, opaque denseness…
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