Life of a Metalhead

I was born in Chattanooga, raised down the road in Northwest Georgia

Done time in Texas, and yes, even down in Florida

Everyone thought i was an outcast, because of my Long Brown Hair

But, to this day,  i Still raise the Horns in the Air

I Was raised a christain, till the age of 13.

When i discovered Wicca, I knew it was the religion for me.

With the pentacle on my chest, and a rage in my heart

I showed the World that Heavy Metal was still an Art.

From Belladonna, to Mustaine.

And Lemmy to Burton.

When ever i Play Metal, My Heart stops hurtin.

To The world, I must show

That Metal was the way to go.

From Thrash to Black

to Groove to Hair

All Metalhead Raise The Horns in the Air.

United Because of Tony Ioomi, the Godfather of Metal Everywhere.

We Salute You Dad, Because we Still Care.

Even Ozzy, The Prince of Darkness.

Who Cared more than the Heartless.

And Dimebag Darrell Knew how to Please the Crowd.

To The Next Generation, I Have This to say:

Stand Beside Your Sisters and Brothers, Fathers and Mothers.

I've been the Same way. 

Now, Go Forth and Pursue Your Dreams, and Goals

Your The Reason The Bell Still Tolls.

-RJDM