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