Yeah, they're all mine. Nick em, and I'll set fire to your cats. Capiche?

The first one is based on the Greek tragedy Hippolytus, by Euripides, and is from the point of view of Theseus

Arriving home from distant lands, I hear heavy wailing on the winds,
What is this crying within the house? The nervousness begins,
Can it be something has happened to my father? He has lived long,
No, the townspeople tell me that the person was young.
My children! Has death snatched their lives away?
No, my children live, but sorrowfully, their mother died this day.

It cannot be true, it cannot. My wife! How could you be dead?
I hear you yourself brought the rope down over your head.
Was it grief and numbing loneliness that drove you to death?
Or was it some violence that took your last breath?
I cannot speak of it, I cannot bear it, I am a dead man.
My children orphaned, you have left them, my Joanne

Darkness beneath the earth, darkness beneath the earth!
Some god has driven you to this, to satisfy his mirth,
How good it must be to lie there and be dead,
Now that I have encountered this day of dread.

What is this tablet fastened to your dear hand?
It seems that you had this act long planned.
Do you beg me not to find another wife?
Sad one, rest confident, for the rest of my life,
There is no woman in the world who shall sleep by my side,
I lost hope in love, the day that you died.

I will break the seals, and see what this letter has to tell me,
Your reasons are unknown, perhaps this will help me see,
Here is endless sorrow upon sorrow! I cannot endure this!
I wish I had not read your letter, ignorance is truly bliss.
My own son has dishonoured God’s holy sunlight,
My anger overwhelms me, I don’t know what’s right,

A god granted to me three curses, now I pray,
Bring my son’s death, do not let him escape.
If he is not killed, I banish him from this land,
The god need not answer my demand.

Here comes my son, with his men by his side,
He claims not to know that his mother has died,
He tells me my words fall far wide of the mark,
I do not believe him, he will soon see the dark,
The mind of man, where will it’s daring end?
My sons villainy is too much to comprehend.

He claimed to walk with the gods themselves!
And now into my own fortune he delves,
I don’t believe his boasts of the god’s friendship,
The gods are not so ignorant to bless that shit,
I will see that he is driven insane when he is exiled,
I’ll spread the news, and he will be reviled.

He begs me for a quick death, the easiest way out,
He must think I’m soft, or that I’m fucking about,
He must go at once! Had I possessed god’s power,
He would be sent to a distant black tower

A messenger arrives, he tells me my son’s died,
I’m glad, after all that he has done, I pray it was homicide,
I order them to bring him to me so that I may see his face,
I will be able to laugh, mocking my son’s fall from grace,
I called upon the god’s to strike the sinner down,
He blasphemed by trying to steal his father’s throne,

But wait, here’s another man, the plot thickens,
He tells me more news, my heart quickens,
Hippolytus is in fact an innocent,
Why did I force him to suffer that punishment?
Now I’ve lost him, and I’ve lost my wife,
How do I live this empty life?

Dear son, how noble you have proved to me!
I’ll miss your goodness, virtue and piety,
Farewell to you, a long farewell.
I have sinned, I shall be going to hell.

The next one is based on the fall of Troy.

Psychopaths,
Bloodbaths,
Genocide,

Destruction,
Reduction,
Nowhere to hide,

Battle scars,
It’s a farce
Terrified,

Die of pain,
Go insane,
Lose your mind,

Empty streets,
Retreats,
Great divide,

Hated,
Vacated,
No more pride.

Spoils of war,
Find the whore,
Know she lied,

Burn it down,
Take the crown,
Hell townwide,

Overthrown,
Seeds of Rome,
Gods decide.

Welcome to Troy.

And finally, just a random one called Sacriledge

The god’s have spoken,
The human race denied,
The chance to live unbroken,
Bloody rain pours outside,
Why did we blaspheme?
Why did we anger our lords?
Now we have an enemy supreme,
Who cannot be harmed by swords.

Sacrilege! Our defiance has us doomed,
Sacrilege! The world we know consumed,
Sacrilege! The god’s are full of hate,
Sacrilege! What monsters did we create?

Was this mentioned in the holy book?
Did they warn us of rebelling?
They send the man with the reaping hook,
His eyes strangely compelling.
Thunder cracks, the god’s scream of rage,
Lightning bolts pick out victims, striking from afar
Are they determined to take away our golden age?
We live in darkness, they take away our shining star.

Sacrilege! Our defiance has us doomed,
Sacrilege! The world we know consumed,
Sacrilege! The god’s are full of hate,
Sacrilege! What monsters did we create?

No more! I can’t let this stand,
No more! I won’t do what they demand,
No more! Even if I have to go to hell,
The bells will toll their death knell!

Sacrilege! Our defiance has us doomed,
Sacrilege! The world we know consumed,
Sacrilege! The god’s are full of hate,
Sacrilege! What monsters did we create?

Victory! The created defeats the creator,
Victory! The end of the holy dictator,
Comments are more than welcome

Wot a load of tosh

Thank you for your irrelevant opinion.

Now, what is it that makes them a "load of tosh?"

I was after some constructive criticism. :rolleyes:

I find it very depressing although being based on a greek tragedy that is to be expected.

I am sure that your copyright on this work is pretty safe so you can leave the cats alone, at least for the moment :)

some good work there,I particularly like Troy.

s.g.d.

What kind of music were they written for?

Well its certainly not cockney rhyming slang! :lol:

To give you feedback, I would say slightly depressing, a blend of trash and bosh then ! :rolleyes:

I think the lyrics would fit a progressive metal style of music. Dream Theater or Symphony X kind of thing.

And Andy Cooke's given me an idea.

"Cockney middle eight!
Oh Hippolytus you slag,
You've gone and killed me trouble and strife,
You've forced her to kick the bucket,
And given her a lack of life."

Edited to suit Mr. Cookes lyrical demands :lol:

I thought 'wife' was 'trouble and strife' !! :blink:

Interesting, Minkaro.

Given your taste for imagery, you'd probably enjoy the trailer for the upcoming film "300":

http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/300/hd (it's excellent)

If you've seen Sin City, with it's exaggerated comic book style... 300 takes the stylization further.

"Based on the epic graphic novel by Frank Miller, 300 is a ferocious retelling of the ancient Battle of Thermopylae in which King Leonidas and 300 Spartans fought to the death against Xerxes and his massive Persian army. Facing insurmountable odds, their valor and sacrifice inspire all of Greece to unite."