Pounding double bass
Shredding guitar leads
melting off my face
forcing me to bleed
it makes my heart race
blood slamming through my viens
Im just not in the same place
listening to shit like Staind
strings snapping taut from such
as blasting syncopation
it doesnt take to much
to join the Metal Federation
you just need a thirst for excitement
a hunger for some evil
making up words like delightment
is so fucking medieval
the metal makes me feel alive
a wondrous mix of feelings
my brain buzzing like a beehive
away from sadness stealing
nihilistic views of life
believing there is none
in this world that causes strife
except for a dying sun.
Groove. Stoner. Progressive. Thrash.
Death. Power. Nintendocore. Black.
To those who say metal is trash
I believe theres something in your heart that you lack.