Monster and Grimm by Happy Parrot
This is inspired by many things, living and death, any similarity with one person or another is a pure coincidence.
I take inspiration from real and fictional events or people.
O.k first part has a serious, menacing tone, and the second part is a funny easy-going story, One is a reflection of another, and when we combine one with another we will get a resemblance of the true human state of being and emotion.
Too many times, people forget to laugh, they are angry all the time. So, to break this paradigm here it is, something really different and I hope funny, filled with meaning and purpose.
I am the monster terrible, sensational poster
hanging on the walls, wishing for the death of them all
Monster and Grimm what a team!
These two will take the night, insulated one-way fight
Pictures of forgotten deeds in their heads
the imminent danger for clumsy feds
Dancing stars, moonlight getaway cars
looming menace in all-night working bars
Dream this dream,
this lethargic dream must have to been seen
How are you, how have you been?
Stars and marbles are on the table, making this new impossible fable
the dream state, teaching you how to eliminate
Black shadow and white steam multiplying this excruciating, pompous dream
Are you looking for a concluding fin?”end”
Are you looking for an end, music blasting from this unknown band
reaching for your hand, entrance to another land
This fable is written on the dark smokey table
without mortar and unnecessary corroded cable
Cold Mountains and Blue rivers all world vigorously delivers
because this dream must go on, no matter what
this is an indisputable fact
the truth must be shown, you can’t make just another clone
and be done
Live is more than one and zero,
binary republics and digitalized lands need a true hero
This fact must be known even to the stupid
even to the untarnished Cupid
steal his bow, let him know
The need of many, are uncanny sometimes even funny
the heavy crown is wearing you down, be proud
you are not the fraud or imposter in this fable
written with a shaking hand under the midnight table
She is there, does she care, enuff or all is a mystified, cheap bluff
stay strong and tough, future may get very rough
Take another draft, a draft of beer, she is not near
split the tear, hail to the memory blood,
just maybe you are the God
faraway lands are walking down the hidden stairs
brimming with deluded long forgotten affairs
Wait there, like a stone
is she really gone…
Phone, pick up the phone
maybe she is finally home
Now many days are gone are you still feeling like a lone stone
Is there a reason for this treason
this ruthless, vicious stab, stab in the naked back
give her slack, will she ever come back?
Now your heart is like a stone
looking for anything that feels like home
your calculated mind wishes
to stop swimming in this age of lost fishes
maybe she can be found
and you two can go for another round
Accept the lie or go sleep and die?
The world can’t handle the truth, that is not his regular food
He would turn his face just if he could
Monster and Grimm, a living sin
wrapped in the fragile, hushed-down dream
making his kin, one last shoot for the win
One last Hail Mary because only she can carry
this love from above and bellow
the heart that needs to know
something much more has to come
World has been born, that night without the egregious fight
All felt alright
but the Monster was born, and Grimm was his friend
he will endure together to the bitter end
In him is hidden love, looking for the whitest dove
the sacred grove, thunder, and lightning are smiling from above
I am the night, I more
I feel it now in my core
I can let go, I wish I could and this is the naked, raw truth
I would choose another band, but only if I can
to tell a different story, no I am not sorry
not even a little, I will play you like a fiddle
Monster and Grimm are there for a win
looking for their long-lost kin
is this a new terrible, unblemished sin
tell me, Grimm?
Or monster, who created all this unseen wonder
Soldier of light or midnight fright
gentle groove is your song
can you be wrong?
World on Fire sucked up all wistful desire
the situation is serious and maybe even dire
are we missing the Firstborn Fire?
No names no distant, perverted frames
Blackbirds hidden within the hangovered decades
howling moon, calling you names
Visit the Rivers Seine and the Thames
Say hey to your friends, drink a cold pint of beer
hailing to the distant seer
A prophet that has no mind locked
find the blue Jewels a true appropriate socket
Hey Monster, Hey Grimm what is gonna be?
Sin or Win?
Do you feel death are you naked in the head
When all love is gone will you chow on your bone?
Will you eat your broken heart,
will you listen to this old bard?
Twilight Monster, and Silent Grimm
marching together in sin
Terrible inseparable twins, who wins?
Who will be left last standing?
will you feel rubber banding?
reality is done, are the ugly sins gone
Who are we gonna call for this blood-stuffed ball?
Where will we go? when all turn into dust and dirty blow
is life a timid whore that we desperately adore,
begging time and time again for more
give us a sense, give us gore
we want to be like once before
Mountains will clash, without thundering flash
rivers will turn death, eyes will be filled with poisonous red
Who will be the next?
The holly crusader dark invader
Archangel, wishing, begging for more danger
Arcangel, eradicator or stranger, divine ranger
Destroying Angel or Guardian Angel
give and take this world is a spinning fake
Monster and Grimm two deadly marching twins
looking for a win, even if it is born in sin
All for the love of their kin
What will you leave behind, will you even try
to say a silent goodbye
Like Father and Son, something new must be born
Grimm or Monster looking for the last relevant frostner (sword)
Leviathan in the void, they say must be destroyed
How about you let him leave, let him conceive
Lady justice, hear me now, if I must I will bow
The inconvenient truth is we must kill the sacred cow
don’t ask me how..and why
This villainy monster must inevitably die
Give me the Sword of Justice
I will strike the cord with more practice
I will overwhelm with red colors the sky
The Great Evil will cry
So much death, so much sorrow
all this horror for a better and next tomorrow
For the insatiable blue sky, many will be given a black eye
Give me the sword, let me finish this like a true Nord
Grimm or Monster, one or another
These two brothers will bother,
to take care of Earth’s mother
Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
the ultimate quest for bolder freedom and new divine
side by side, they wish to hide
to elaborate, their fate
hate that ate them,
love that made them
Cruel fate must be remembered when she has lied
Grimm and Monster will give an honest try
One is the Moon other is the Sun, together they are One
Let us slay the beast and the high priest
illuminated One must be gone
he killed the Rose of Life, he tortured his heavenly wife
all can’t be just forgotten,
some sins are too heavy and cut too deep,
they must go to bitter sleep
The reality, grotesque normality, the realm of ghost
is finally lost, no more host and devilish games
no more drunken deluded dames
Survivors are finally free
embraced by the love of mighty three
Allfather we have gathered,
we have beaten the shadowy Night
send us to a sacred, pure place to feel right
send us close to the bellowed Midnight Sun
send us to a place where we can finally have fun
You will let it be done
We are your long-lost Sons, we are the mighty ones
Open the doors for those that are without the presence of fear
let the near, let them finally be
and See.
We don’t bear lousy gifts, all we have are our unbroken hearts and wit
Open the last gate in our hearts there is no more Hate.
Grimm and Monster are no more, blue stones
are now dead bygones…
The heart is not broken, the hero is awoken
his heavy strong heart is finally healed
the final seal has been sealed
At last, It is time to go,
embrace the northern winds of sacred flow.
Go…
It is time,
you don’t need another rhyme.