365 daily challenge summary week 32

Hello again it is that time a week

I am now finished with week 32, and my second week of remake of a songtitle, that means it´s just 20 more weeks left of the challenge, wich feels a bit crazy. In this weeks challenge I have taken upon the following songs:

Fugees – Killing me softly

Sade – King of Sorrow

Gotye – Somebody that I used to know

Jack Savoretti – Between the sheets

Amos Lee – Windows are rolled down

Led Zeppelin – Stairway to heaven

Johnny Cash – Long black vail

hope you enjoy them

Topic: Long black veil My mama was a proud soul she could fold my clothes, and love it so beacause her baby gonna wear em, and mama just loved that show I loved seeing the joy in her eyes but her eyes also functioned as her disguise she would hide all the pain she wore inside her iris the cancer ridden insides just brushed off her eyelids the bride in a black veil, just smiled to her child cause her sons smile took away the pain in her own life through the dense cloth her eyes fought a batlle with her dark thoughts the sight off her child playing football in his white shorts would just loosen up the intense fire in her lounges cause those moments would give her the force to keep on and she knew that her son would gain the force when she was gone and from that day on, I have always remember the place where a smile comes from

Topic: Stairway to heaven I am only one step closer for each step I take I get one step bolder stopped looking over my shoulder cause nothing from my past can overthrow the things i rule over I look over to my kingdom, let it come while I kiss heaven from above no fear intact, no fiber in me will doubt this I have taken the scenic route and shouted death in the white eye, even though I gave it many chances to dance with me, but the devil refused to let go, and I enhanced it and infiltrated the devils head with words of magic No tricks allowed though so I just fantasised the real world, real quick and he belived in it I was reckless with my words as I spoke the stairway upwards With obscure and endured phrases, I injured the dusted ruptures in the staircase, so my road leading downwards changed and took me to a safer place

Topic: Windows are rolled down I have sung the final curtain hung out to dry, the melodies rungs over the uncertain the windows are rolled down now, but not hurten the outlook of an urban world scared by the social murder Safe inside these four walls sorrounded by the safety of these four chords that plays the melodies of affordable records performed by the overlords moving towards the great rewards playing the ballad of the dead balance it from the top of my head challenges that advances over the pages left unread Felt mislead by the voices that hid underneath my bed instead of facing them I rolled down the windows of my dread A judge in my life, caught with the fear of the undead wont face it, the pace is up race through a million stages but I just sit inside my own head and let the world pass pacy

Topic: Between the minds There´s the battle of the braincells dedication in between the sheets of the shells they ask and quell over the frail or noble over the derailed thoughts I posses and rule over A teachers heart, trapped inside a narcissistic mind I am partially designed to give nutrition to other flowers to shine But the uprise of a poet and the self centered I that want´s to paint the picture of a beatiful uprise want to cause riots in their minds, and take the shine for it while the voices of an angel plays the violin to seduce me with A center stage performance with orbits of a third eye developing because of this Leave the world amazed, a wordsmith and legandary myth while the teachers heart make children start spelling absolutely beautiful until they know it by heart

Topic: Somebody that I used to know History of break ups, faces slightly fading aching of the brain, but the heart is still managing puppetry master, in the life of a manikin words hurt in wrong places, head pain savaging swords slice thoughts with their own hard cavallary Paid a huge amount of feelings from my lost love salary a hierarchy of changes, on showreel at the gallary produced and squeezed through a mangler at the factory But I put it in  perspective, you didn´t get the chance to see the best of me you where selective in your mind, but didn´t see my mastery you could have been my Mallory, but ended up as a Valerie You didn´t have to cut me off, life time quackery No one will remember you, like the movie reference I just planted The love you never granted the songs we never planted I am glad our seed never turned into a flower The face I wake up next to every day, makes you fade in that matter

Topic: King of sorrow Crowned at the throne of sadness the madness took charge, and he couldn’t manage a savage of the thought pattern burning inside He is stearing the ride towards the flaring light Lust, passion crush and passing, collision course, crashing in the good old fashion cuts, bloodstrips, moodswings, fresh wrists action twisted in a way that sorrow call passion Stacking the mindsets on top of eachother Matching each pattern towards one another Blocking out the tears though no fear coming through, mental state has a no show A one lane on red light manic show solo With the grim reaper as both the sponsor and loge the promopackage was filled with dead eyes Underlined with conveks letters in bold size

Topic: Killing me softly Whispers in the distance the killer moves slowly, whispering moments of circumstance Beating you down with his words on the edge of the absurd hitting you back into the squared curfew the curves and angles rises as the knife slides through penetrating your skin, twist and turns burning but non lethal, featured rips hurting the stabs are slow but repeated blood is heated, rushing, but not  defeated Find myself seated on a throne, king’s men retreated for a second, before the voices returned Stabwounds that I have forcefully learned from, I come to short in the debate know, the tides never turned stopped beeing concerned the meating was adjourned I was killed slowly off as an artist by the voices that i heard Peace MesAyah

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