dear metal,
you know i love you. i love you like i created you. but we both know that i did not. but i gotta say, and i don't want to seem to anxious, but i gotta say it seems like there's hope on the horizon for some of those creators to come back around. to "see the light". hell, one of them even grew their hair back out. i don't want to let the cat out of the bag just yet, because i've eaten my words before on such matters. but, if my intuition serves me (and it ususally does), i'm so goddamned excited for a certain album to come out by my most favorite "metal pioneers" of all time. don't get too excited though. it could suck. their past 5 or so albums have all sucked hard dick. but, form what i've heard, shit. i'm done.
so, metal. you're great and all. but i've got some advice for you. please, peel off the girly pants. take off the makeup. forget how "core" you are. leave all that gay shit for the punks and emo dudes and men who blow other men. it's coming back. i'm telling you, you will be amazing again. i promise.
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