September 5, 2018 · 5:52 pm
Howard Pyle
Granite City
–
Granite the City I Come From
Like the Stone I’m Hewn Of
What Have you Ever Done
For This Dying Steel Town
but Harass the Man
Who Has Turned Our Frown
I Hope When Next We Meet
We Have Given you
Republican Seats
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August 3, 2018 · 1:19 am
The Story of the Greatest Nations
Hordes of Death
Have Not Stopped me Yet
I a Cimmerian Son
From the Somber Land
of Steel & Bloodied Hand
a Beautiful Slave my Queen
She Who Set me Free
& Allowed me to Be
the King That I am
a Ruler of the Land
Noble Just & Right
a Lion & His Wife
#B27321
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February 9, 2018 · 6:18 am
Conan
Savage
–
Savage
you Call me
Raised From Primordial Slime
Savage
Because I Won’t Betray my Kind
Savage
Because I Stand Before you Sword & Steel
Savage
Because I Break your Bones For Meal
Savage
Better To Be Beast Than Men
Savage
Look Into the Eyes you Kill
Savage
to Stand Alone Upon the Hill
Savage
Is my Will
#B27321
–
Inspired
By the Art
of #Rubus
Because
#Rubus #Rocks
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August 18, 2016 · 2:32 am
J.W. Kennedy
Still Will
–
To be
Mental
to Use
my Mind
to Achieve
What’s
In Side
a Cage
That Causes
Rage
Is How
I See
my Life
the Limits
Like Sin
the Walls
I Hide
Be Hind
Morality
as my
Soul
Screams
Kill
Cut
a Sway
Through
These
Bloody Bastards
I Know
Another
Sick Depravity
my Will
Steel
to Live
my Life
as
my Master
my Answer
Steel Will
to Pursue
the Life
I am
After
Steel Will
I am
After
Steel Will
Steel Will
Cut
a Sway
Through These
Bloody Bastards
Steel Will
Steel Will
Steel Will
#B27321
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January 25, 2016 · 8:52 pm
Speculum Virginum
Temptation
Tempted to Eat the Gun
Every Day
That I a Wake
To the Slum
That Is my Life
To End
That Which
Should
Never
Of Begun
A Mistake
That Makes
me Regret
Who I am
Born to Be
Cast a Side
Left to Die
But I Did Not
Nor
the Many Times
I Threw my Life On the Line
to See
If In Side
Was Real or Fake
I Struggled On
Dreaming Of Steel
to End my Twisted Fate
Wait you Say
Before It Is Too Late
Surely It Is Just Testing
a Crucible
to Bake
a Better Man
That Has to Be the Plan
40 Years of Prison & Pain
of Loss & Never a Gain
& Only I to Blame
Puts That Lie to Shame
When the Entertainment Stops
& It’s Just me
& my
Hollow Hollow Heart
a Hole That I Can Not Stop
Nor Look a Way
From
the Empty Spot
That Captivates me
With What I am Not
my Biggest Sin
Thinking
the Singing Pen
Would Save me From my Plate
a Meal Hard to Swill
Full of Bitterness & Hate
Set In Verse
to Be Read
After
They Pull me From the Hearse
the Ink was Thin
Iron For the Win
to Blot a Way the Stain
That Was my Name
From the Book of Eternal Life
This 38 Will Be my Wife
Her Leaden Kiss
Wedded Bliss
& a Sweet Here After
So you Say
What a Play
If Only a Helping Hand Was Offered
#B27321
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September 30, 2015 · 2:12 am
Gustave Dore
For Steel
&
Death
the Valkyries’
Breath
We Go
to Face
the Morn
To Fight
&
Die
Then Wake
In Odin’s’
Hall
#B27321
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August 31, 2015 · 6:03 pm
William Blake
An Offering
–
Lovely, Lovely, Girl
On the Splattered Floor.
Come To me.
The Nine Hells
Have Pledged To me Thee.
By Altar, Sword, & Seal;
Cross the Gulfs & Voids
of Time’s Mortal Stream.
Seer Guide my Hand;
Fate’s Reel.
The Bargain Struck;
Blood, Strife, & Souls To Steal.
Come Forth,
Before the Sacred Stone I Kneel.
First To Take His Brother’s Life.
First To Covet Another’s Wife;
the UnHoly Bride.
Father Of Our Line.
With Serpent’s Kiss
& Lies Upon my Lips.
Inhabit This Shell
& Once Again This Land
Will Feel Steel
& the Iron Will
Of the Master
Down Below.
–
Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line
–
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March 31, 2015 · 3:52 pm
Thomas Cole
Stone & Steel
on To
the Temple
of Hephaestus;
What Glory a Waits me,
Forlorn Son
of Past Noble Deeds.
OnWard
to the Treasures
Only I Could Steal,
Past Gorges & Ravines.
Through Withering Heights
I Followed This Dream,
Minerva’s Steed.
No Earthly Things Did I See,
Only Cold, HardShip & Depravity;
Till I Reached That Crystal
Cavern of Old.
The Lame God
was Depicted In Many Scenes,
the Love of Fire & Forge
& That
Which I did Seek;
His Crowning Achievement
the Star Sword;
Aphrodite’s Bane;
Aries’ Whore.
What I Wonder
Will Bar my Door
From This & More.
In Answer Blood was Spilt;
Mine.
For That Steel Clad Creature
Had None I Could Find.
Brazen Brass Bull,
my Blade
a Tiny Broken Thing.
Sharp Fingers Rend Flesh,
Curses Give Way to Screams
At the Test
of Metal Against Muscle.
Plunging the Pommel
Through One
of Its Fiery
Red Orbs;
Kicking Out with Both Feet.
Thrusting It & Much of me;
For the Talons Still Did Cling
to Pieces of me,
From the Shelf
Where we Did Battle.
In To the Fire
That Did Ring us In
Before a Bridge.
Where I Once Again
Took Up my Plight,
For I Saw No Way
It Could Survive
Or Climb the Black Night
That Had Swallowed
the Guardian
of the Crypt.
–
Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line.
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March 5, 2015 · 3:57 pm
Bouguereau
Brooding
Over
Inner Misery
Dark Dreams
Things No
Axe
May Cleave
Her Mind
Sings
With the
Sound
of Sword
&
Steel
Sorrow’s
Shield
#B27321
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December 15, 2014 · 5:00 am
Karl Jauslin
Mists
Drift
Upon
the Fjord
Of my
Father
Making me
Long
For Blood
Steel
&
Honor
Different
Times
Yet
the Song
Still Lingers
In Ears
Not Too
Deaf
To Hear
the Wanton
Cry
Of
the Valkyries
Bed
#B27321
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