Absolute aptitude, I smell victory.
Absolutely.
Waves of darkness... Perfect.
I sing like my time come everyday.
If there ever was art, appreciate this.
I wanton destroy everything.
I wanton destroy everything.

the Greatest Trophy

Ares' Moon Tunes: A Devilish Trio Song

Rout Em' All, is the motto on my chest!
Fear the Beast!

Fear The Beast

Ares' Moon Tunes Presents,
An Ol' Dirty Bastard Verse, R.I.P.

Ol' Dirty Ashes:

First things first man you're fuckin' with the worst.
I'll be stickin' pins in your head, like a fuckin' nurse.
I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack.
Come fully packed with the fat rugged stack.
Shame on you when you step through too.
The old dirty bastard straight out the fuckin' blue.
And I'll be damned if I let any man,
come through my center. You enter the winter.
Straight up and down that shits packed jam.
You can't slam, don't let me get fool on em' man.
The old dirty bastard is burnt up and stinky.
Ason Unique rollin', with the night of the creeps.
Niggas be rollin'.
Bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin' ass.
For crying out loud, my style is wild.
Wherever I lands, is my stopping grounds.

Ol' Dirty Ashes

Sure as shitfire and there he was.
Chillin' villians smokin' killin'.
Talk some shit, takin' rips, sayin'.
(I'm real as fuck!)

Don't know what to say what ain't been said before.
Tear your guts apart, bake em', collect da score.
Your skull ripped out from yo' back, I like that. 
I hunts da biggest, baddest, pull out da gat.
Click, clack.
(Blood splat!)

I'm from da cold place, a deep, blackness abyss.
Here waitin' in yo room, da den of darkness.
Dropped da bomb on all y'all folk freakin'.
(Fallin' flyin' fuckin' flamin'!)
Kill em' all, and I wack the fly, so say bye.
(You're gonna die tonight!)

I beat you wit da crutch I am.
I bet you sees me comin' down.
One on one yo so come get beat.
You come to and you must retreat.
(Get some!)
Comes wit da crazed face all grinnin'.
Rock the deep out yo' hollerin'.
(Bam!)
I eat yo' body leave no trace.
Dead, mmm, I like da taste.
Ne'er eat brains 'fore but you look so good.
The excitement, I just crushed your skull.
(Crack!)

I'm gonna chop yo damn head off, just as I smoke and cough, amused laughing my ass off.
(Ha!)

Nigga ain't scaring, catch me thrilling, wicked laughing, your heartbeating.
With yo flesh (fucked) face staring.
In da horror of war I see you looking.
We're all victors then just smiling.

Captain Funpants

My words love to woo, lyric of the mood...
I'm smiling at you, adorable boo...

Took an eye's glance to love you, worship you from afar too...
Wooing you with virtuous oaths, hear my deadly, lovesick moans...

 Tune about knight's  chivalry and romance.

Aries' Moon Tunes

You got me I got you too, scent of blood roses on you.
Picking rose of rose bush, you're a flower blooming bud.
Girl you're my sweet cute crush, you are making me go blush.
Singing doves hush, roses lush, wet lips kiss sweet roses blood.

Cut my lip on a rose thorn, sweet blood rose pedals adorn.
Bloody lips kissing unto, red rose give to, I love you...

Sweet

Want you so much, you want me too,
I love you, you love me...

Body like the Aphrodite,
You are making me so happy,
You come from a hot pool of genes,
I rub my hands all over me...

Lips kissing like slow dancing,
Twist, twirl I can do some moving,
And with your lips you start to trace,
You got your lipstick on my face...

Love song tune about a girl who looks like Venus and having hormones flush seeing her, plus kissing similes & metaphors...

Want You, Love You

Ares' Moon Tunes
Presents!

   Ares' Moon Tunes

Enjoy




... Beware the God of Fear.
Who drinks the blood of men.
Who dances in the flesh.
Throne of skulls in his den.
I'll make a trophy of you yet.
I'll...
I'll make a trophy of you, yet!




(C) 2019 BY ALEXANDER DOWAN WHITE

Ares' Moon Tunes

Naked, Wild, Sugar Child:

More dead than alive, crawling back into the womb.
Mother’s love spoils and spares as her whispers soothe.
Hold a candlelight to the party in my room.
Warm wax drips on the cuts and heals all the wounds.

Hunger for sugar honey, suck from the teat too.
Eating my own innocence with a sweet, sweet tooth.
Her bosom is nil, now what the hell shall I do.

Slight inferior complex woes.
Napoleon is the idol.
So vile, I’m infantile.
Naked, wild, sugar child.

Naked, Wild, Sugar Child

Ares' Moon Tunes Presents:
Red, Red Indians

Hell was a wonderful place.
Back from whence I’ve, whence I’ve came.
My heart ain’t ever, ever been the same.
Vain boils blood in my veins.
Though I wear hubris on my sleeve.
And pride, pride, pride cannot be seen.
I am a child, infantile.
Playing red Indians in the dark shadows.
The enemies are real, very, very real.
They know no bounds and they kill at will.

Oo, I’m scared, scared, scared.
Never want to leave you again.
Love you so much.
Never want to leave you again.
Love you so much.

Red, Red Indians

Bad hand snugs up, left hip sits.
Face tilt melts, eyes in slight awe.
Looking at something most in love with.
Saying I love everything about you.

Sculptor's not sure of what he molds.
Slight errors make slight scars.
This thing chiseled makes all disheveled.
So glorious so nameless.

The dandy's portrait is looking itself.
Looking at something most in love with.
Saying I love everything about you.
Talking to that is himself.

Skull

Ares' Moon Tunes Presents:
Bloody Aperitif

How grapes vine out, choke it's nature.
Vintner beats pulp to, to juices.
Guest delights fine dine, you are mine.
Taste appetites red wine, serving time, the...

Raw meat!

She smells like honey, got the sweet teeth.
Losing you, miss you badly.

Bloody Aperitif

Ares' Moon Tunes Presents:
Setanta

Growls, it shouts, wailing, waking. Woah!
Hills fill enemy dead. Dead, dead, dead, dead!
I only drink the king of beers. Yeah!

I only love emer. My queen, hundreds I've slaughtered, for thee, come with me.

Setanta

Jack Tale
Mind’s an animal. Boredom’s trickery.
Night from the carnal. Eye finds wizardry.
Beans glow magical. Make it feel colors.
Secret miracle. Phallic stele of Earth’s.

...Brain shaped clouds abound. Rain drains down the ground.
Dirt germinates haste. Stretchin’ ways away.
Day wakes early bird. All awe serves no word.

Climb spine to the skull where minds go insane.
Kiss a star in the morning of dawn’s blue dress.
Large, largesse castle, find thyself in cloud brain.
Golden harp’s strings of crooning this foolishness.

A glue stomach rub. Rope knot trips error.
Aha! I’m the… Little giant slayer.
Reflections up high, they make you aghast.
Mirror sparkling sky, knowing doesn’t last.

Consciousness bliss, eyes rest in Zen.
The sage is a boy, gold age is a joy.
Thus entitled, the Jack of Hearts.

Welcome to the show of ugly mirrors to be slain.
Goose that lays the golden egg of theft blameless.
All that one should know, nothing’s known, scholar’s bane.
Esoteric golden hearts of best wishes.

Jack Tale

I'm on, I'm on all fo's, and I'm howling like a dog. I'm a dog on all fo's.

Woogie Boogie

Ares' Moon Tunes Presents:
Satan's Goodbye, Devil's Farewell

Vanity’s, in vain, mischief in Heaven?
All’s lost with the beautiful fall.
And all felt his last angel kiss.
O' it was fun running with you.
I think I just killed myself.
O' it was fun running with you.
Now all I’ll sing are happy tunes.

Dancing ritual in the sun and sand.
Death and vice bid the way to the Lord.
Teasing, plying you with water, immortal.
Faith you’re everlasting, but you’re bored.
You say begging, 'let me drink from your water'.
Excites, eyes dilate, wry licking its lips.
But crawling thirsts foils of fools after.
Falling down, you are all just giggles laughter.

Satan's Goodbye, Devil's Farewell

Ares' Moon Tunes Presents:
Ash

Ash like raw tunes, Ash loves blood moons.
He can't cool it, Ash is too lit.
Ember baby, angry peewee.
Woogie boogie, smokin' daisy.

I'm the wolf man, howling I'm bad.
Naked child, wildfire.
Boogeyman boo, guitar voodoo.
Burn it to flames, Ashcaster Plays!

Ares' Moon Tunes shreds 'Red Metal', an obtuse confusion of Heavy Metal, Rock & Roll. This original rebellion also defies categorization with sundry myriads of love songs in creation with Cupid, that lovely cherub of a thing. All tunes are made with 110% ingenuity for a self-skilled singer-songwriter.

Ares' Moon Tunes

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