P. Bastard
P. is 44 years old.
He is the Electric Guitarist of Bastardization.
P. is also known as "Jester".
P. is located in London at Highgate Cemetery.
P. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.
Wut? We booked a tour?! HOW?! *smirks*
Ride the untamed wind
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Song Details
Ride the untamed wind is Crowdpleaser music in tempo Allegro. The music is earth shaking and the lyrics are earth shaking. The song was written 12/3/2009 by P. Bastard. The originality is terrific.
| Fame: |
68 |
| Popularity: |
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| Stage Potential: |
30 |
| Genre: |
Punk Rock |
| Owner: |
Bastardization |
| First Revealed: |
12/3/2009 * Songs this old don't have an accurate release date and are considered to be revealed the same day they were composed. |
Dominant Instruments
Bass Guitar
Electric Guitar
Lead Vocals
Rapper
Turntable System
Special Lyrics
There's a storm in our eyes,
destroying everything on its way,
sometimes we wish it can go blind,
sometimes you wish we could obey,
but there's a storm, electrifying,
when we lay our touch on you, it's magnifying,
pain, knife, blood, one step to dying.
Hey, hey, you're lost in the wind and rain,
no words can be uttered to show we're sane,
lost lost in the wilderness of our psychotic overthinking,
analyzing every atom of energy, you're burning, blinking,
crying the storm, washing the streets away in our pain,
don't drown in them, just stay,
we can mend you, make you work, fix you all over again,
forget it, just walk proud, you're not a bane.
Storm in our eyes, destroying us, destroying you,
wish you just had a clue,
it's only a blink, just one tear,
there's nothing to be feared,
you'll grow up and ride that horse,
and I'm here sliding the needle feeling remorse.
Why was my storm close to yours,
in my hands you're dying,
now I'm trying,
to keep you here, locked under the key.
We're a glitch, not belonging here, driven by demons,
prosecuted by all evil,
nailed on the fucking cross, waiting for sun to go down,
together in our tears we will drown,
floating on the salty sea and waves,
down the river, oarless boats, there's no more saves,
you can pull the plug, but the storm lives,
for whole life on us it feeds,
beyond the grave, beyond mortality it will continue vividly.
When you miss me, look up at the sky,
look at the destruction my storm leaves behind,
think of me and know I'm always around,
riding you like the wild wind,
I live in you, the earth, piss, shit and sandy land,
I'm always here and when I destroy, know I miss you just the same,
cuz this wind you'd never been able to tame.