It's the DARK LYRICS game!

It's fast to learn and easy to play!

All you have to do is this:

1) Read the 'out of context' line of dark and/or brutal lyrics

2) Guess of the genre the lyrics come from:

    A) Church/Christian/Gospel or

    B) Folk/blues/hippy or 

    C) Metal

3) Post a new line of lyrics for the next player!

NO GOOGLING, NO ANSWERING YOUR OWN SO YOU CAN IMMEDIATELY POST AGAIN.

Clear?

Clear!

Winner gets bragging rights! 

I'll go first! What general 'genre' do these come from?

I placed my true love's clay-cold corpse where mine full soon may follow

To the person above, im gonna say metal/gothic

Okk heres mine:

What if I want to tell you to leave me and my beloved ones in peace

But you only understand the language of the sword

I let the blade do the talking...

So my tongue shall become iron

And my words the mighty roar of war

Revealing my divine anger´s arrow shall strike

Cranky Old Witch wrote:
" I placed my true love's clay-cold corpse where mine full soon may follow"

 
blues. sounds too romantic ish for metal unless it was girl metal like evanescence. when dudes sing like that, its a folksy murder ballad/blues. i hope xD. 


And there she had two little babes born

She took her penknife clean and sharp

And pierced those two babes to the heart

As she was walking her father's hall

She spied two boys a-playing ball

She said, "Oh babes if thou were't mine"

"I'd dress you up in silk so fine"

"Ah, mother dear, when we were thine"

"You did not treat us then so fine"

She said "Ah, babes, tis you can tell"

"What kind of death I'll have to die?"

"Seven years of fish in the flood"

"Seven years a bird in the wood"

"Seven years of tongue in the mourning bell"

"And seven years in the flames of Hell"

Mine was Irish folk, actually 😅 

To get back on track, I am replying to Omnom!

I'm going to say folk/blues/hippy? 

Next from me:

Carry my mother home, then dying will be easy

We're torn between the life of the dead
And the gasping breath
Between the resurrection and the lie
Sowed by the preachers of death
Sowed by the preachers of death

I entered the house of God
Drunk on the blood of Jesus
Once inside it then turned out
I was praying in a house of slaughter