Death Metal Savior

Death Metal Savior

Thunder black, the pleasure to kill

Hard liquor and women, destroy that will

Then shred these metal strings and the notes will sing

A death cult of heroes that slaughter ideological cows, tradition and religion

Frustrations of convention dictated by old men that look young

They’re bitter and uglier the older they become

So death metal protests and rattles their concave minds

Let them shrink back in horror and set their beards on fire

Self-righteousness the smugness of the self-serving

Fitting and right that death eradicates that gang

But, they corrupt by teaching injustice to the young who end up nihilistic

And having nothing they cling to emotions of the sadistic

So rises the skinwalker of dictatorship

Capturing the smiles that the fire of dystopia licks

Nearsightedness from fear can deny civilization’s rear

This warning from Death Metal is clear, and the sacrificial old men fear