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I watch as you thrash your heads, bowing to a god metal!
I hear your excited cries - shouts as if he is speaking within you
The approaches the battle site.
Sound - - auricle.
The group is surrounded by walls that
The tumultuous and then fend it off
enchanted throng
waves of hair it -
a grindingshore....valour....
We all fear the day a we hope will be years away
Inspection of reflection, recession of hair assaults
A balding crown, it your eye
ring out as you face the sky
Only those, who did choose, to their locks
Have this type trepidation.
...And when not to receive the aural abuse
Worship not end!
devotee has his own eclectic bible
Some with more than the next
Many similar source of inspiration
Although there are naught are identical.
Any of outside the brotherhood shalt not
Understand our ways and we should not this
Not until the day when darkness and light are one
This is not bad for we do not them!
...Our....will...is...our own...
We are already in a situation inflamed
mainstream
Fuck you - we can thrive without you.
We may not have your money or health
But we are free greed, our intrinsic sociology
We don't your money - or input!
There are half-breeds who are not enlightened,
Those who understand but do not
who see, understand, but do not feel.
We accept them, and in many cases those of half-light
But they never visit out inner sanctum.
This shall be kept so precious, is the disturbing delight,
Giving us light its dark
helping us to find our misgivings lie.
Giving us and support, source of oneiric omniscience
Helping us challenge plight
and directing our precipitous lives.
......I suffer adrenaline crimes...its metal that me so high!
I scream as I thrash my head, to me god.....
So....honour - - pride!