They believe its just noise
It makes zero sense but maybe it’s supposed to
You find your own meaning in every death-metal growl, every deathcore snarl
Ethereal vocals meshed along a fault line
You just gotta take that plunge and get lost in the heaviness
It defies any definition but it’s cathartic all the same
I listen to escape the chaos in my head
I perfect the tranquility, I outlast the extremity
Distorted aggression but ounces of melodic atmosphere
I live for the passion in these words, the vivacity in these voices
We come together in the bliss that is this heaviness
It seems forbidden but its welcoming
It seems foreboding but its revolutionary
I like it heavy, simple but true
I like the growls that feel like a tiger’s throbbing tongue
I like the drop-D tuning that feels like a volcano exploding
I like the fast guitars and furious drum beats
We have a camaraderie that cannot be replicated
I get lost in the moment and suddenly, hope is reborn
There are endless more worlds to conquer
There are an infinite amount of skies to observe
I am not done with this moment nor the next one
I let my passionate fierceness erupt in a flood of purification
I am cleansed, I am relieved
I am restored
Oh wicked demonic Muse, sing to me
About the Creator
Anna Torres
I’m a 36-year old wife and mother. I love reading, metal music, and writing. I have bipolar depression and have begun writing again since 2019
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