Sunday, April 11, 2010

Heavy Metal

If you're a goth who can roar,
With a blood curdling scream
And like wearing black pants
That beg to split at the seams,
If your hair is done up
Like you're in Dragon Ball Z
And if lyrics come second
To how loud you can be,
If you like shaking your head
Like a freshly bathed mutt
With water in his ears
Then you might make the cut
As long as your band's
Name references death
Or darkness or agony
For example- "Last Breath."
If you bask in the vibration
Of residual noise
And hold fast to the theory
That boys will be boys,
If amped up distortion
To your ear is no nettle
You're music of choice
Must be heavy metal.

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