A Metal Poem

A Metal Poem

The stage is lit, the hardware does gleam
Out comes the vocalist with a shattering scream
The bass rumbles, drums shatter the air
The almighty guitar riff everyone can hear

The crowd is excited, out come the horns!
Tonight metal is once again reborn!
The chorus is mighty, catchy the riff
None in the building can stand their ground stiff

Tables tremble from the deepest growls
And glass is shattered with screams and howls
The drummer’s not sleeping – a blastbeat now roars
And bass follows the lead guitar into the fore

Metal it is, metal’s our pride!
Only the true ones are on our side!
The moshpit is violent, but none canget hurt
Tonight, Satan himslef is guaranteeing our mirth

Be it black, death, power or doom
Metal is our calling, metal here looms!
Heavy metal or no metal at all
Wimps and posers, leave the hall!