Death Metal Junkies

Just a poem to express my passion for a great thing called Death Metal

Its a will

 

A way of life

A thrill

With no end in sight

 

Moshing and headbanging

Throughout the night

 

The guitar screams its riffs

While the bass growls

Angela conquers the mic

As the crowd howls

 

Its our drug

The herion that we draw into our blood

Its our obsession

To be drawn into a night far from perfection

 

Seven cigarettes

Six shots of absolut

Two joints of bud

Three pills that I don't know of

 

And we're only fifteen minutes into the show

Moshing, drinking and smoking our teenage rage away

 

They say its an affliction on our minds

And it binds us into a terrible spell
That draws us to murder and bloodlust

But its just a sweet release

 

From all the troubles that flow into the world

Into a deeper, darker heavenly hell

 

Death metal junkies

Through the eras of drugs and rock 'n' roll

We've seen no other one better

 

Than the one we're living now

Author's Note

yes the Angela mentioned in the poem is Angela Gossow from Arch Enemy...

Reviews

[Celtic Cat]

lol....I so LOVE this piece. Now, mind you, I don't know who the heck Arch Enemy is, but I love a good thrashing noise I can pummel around to. I mean, dance. : ) Gosh you've just brought me back to my first "show" ever. I'd been to big concerts in arenas but I went to a small club in NYC with some friends. Before we even got in the door I witnessed one man in a fetal position on the sidewalk across the street with 5 or 6 guys just kicking the s**t out of him. Inside I watched people run by with holes in their backs. It's safe to say this wasn't a disco! ; ) It was actually Bad Religion/Brains? (yeah-drugs destroy the mind,lol), Leeway and someone else. My first mosh pit ever. God was I claustraphobic. Being a whole 5' tall was not helping. It was quite the experience though. For sure. And I went to plenty more after that!

I love this piece because it says so much about this whole scene. There is so much more to it than people realize. Like you said, it's a release. We all need outlets for our rage lest it comes out at inopportune times. : ) By time the show I spoke of came 'round I had already quit "partying", but the adrenaline rush from being so tightly squeezed next to sweaty strangers and blaring music to mosh to was quite the thrill in itself. Oh...and I remembered the whole show! Not like many before when I'd been using heavily.
It is true, that some crutches offer the sweet release we need from life, but like all crutches, it eventually weakens us until we need them. Moderation is key. I'm not trying to preach, I'm not "sober" anymore exactly....but I'm keeping my rage intact and no animals where harmed in the process!
I actually wrote a poem called "I need to Mosh" back then. I ought to dig that sucker up and post it!

My favorite lines:
Its a will
A way of life
A thrill

Its our obsession
To be drawn into a night far from perfection

Three pills that I don't know of

[Kay]

This definitely makes sense since I'm a metalhead as well. I could feel my own experiences at shows I've been to as I was reading this. Nice vivid writing!

[James]

Great write, i love it cuz it's a lot like me
my favorite line is

"From all the troubles that flow into the world

Into a deeper, darker heavenly hell"

it just hit it right there for me
awesome stuff

[Mr. Lopez]

This is great !! Every one can relate to the teenage rage againts the machine ( sorry for the pun/band ref.). The way it was written makes us feel like being in the pitt with you . Very cool.

[jumbie's #1 fan]

this is pretty cool, except for the fact that I listen to christian death metal (there's an oxymoron for ya), but just the same it was cool. Though, i'm not into the whole drinking, heroin, thing...lol

[Legion]

I am not that much into Death Metal (I listen to pretty much everything but that and rap), but this is an excellent piece. Shows the dizzying descent into youth gone wild so to speak. Well done.

[Ron B]

This is an excellent poem.