Thursday, May 26, 2011




Drowning in a life of constant hatred and pain
Where music is the only source of life
Running through these veins

Battling through each day, pouring sweat and tears
Hoping one day that our music
Will reach the nations ears

Inside our souls grow lost, broken as well
But we make due with what we got
And fight our way through hell

Our music carries the weight of our band
Each song created by the mind
And the melody by our hands

A poetic stream of rhythmic notes
Even powerful enough to keep
The saddest souls afloat

True musicians fight life’s addictions to play
Because when there is only one thing you live for
We see no other way

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell


  1. Lovely, really captures the struggles of the band and the realisation that because it's the only thing you know, there is no other option.

    Followed through the twitter link you sent me :)

  2. "We see no other way" This is true for most writers I know, as well! We do it because we must. Good visuals here and honest emotion. Good job!

  3. Good job on this! And thank you for the reply to mine!

  4. Well nice...Greatly enjoyed reading this. Wonderful flow and great integration of rhyme. Thank you for sharing. I will be sure follow your blog and return consistently