Darkness enshrouds me lovingly,
Her black heart beats with mine.
Absence of her not taken lightly,
As wickedness I try to define.
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Turn my back on vain humanity,
An evil , self serving lot!
Embrace music's power in totality,
For her I have become besot.
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Frowned upon and cast aside,
For not living YOUR life.
Embrace the chords, I decide,
To not put up with this strife!
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Strumming, screaming banshee guitars,
Beaten drums of frenzied, release,
Reach up my soul to heavens stars,
May this music never cease!
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Dressed in black with long hair,
Judged to be of Satan's clan!
All I can say, that is not fair,
How dare you judge me as a man!
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In church you ridicule and scream,
How evil my music do be.
You live in your own created dream!
You have dared to judge me!
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You search for hidden meaning,
In each and every line.
Taking only what you are wanting,
So your case you can define.
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Take the whole of the song
And not just a single part
It will prove your myths wrong.
Not all is evil for a start.
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I am a Metal Head proud!
I am Catholic as well!
I will shout it out loud!
I might just not go to hell!
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Now that should disappoint,
Before you judge, you should know me.
I wonder who made your appointment,
No one I think, we would agree!
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The music might define,
But a monster it does not make!
In this darkness, my soul is fine,
Your fears are but fake.
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Outside the darkness may rein,
But inside God's light is supreme!
For you His tears does rain,
Because of everything you do scheme!
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I follow His Sons teachings,
Giving back to those less fortunate.
Instead of your money beseechings,
My time to them I donate!
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So what of my choice of music?
Will it send me to heaven or hell?
Would it not be just classic,
If I was there with you as well?