Metal as F**k : Metalhead : ‘Prince of Darkness’
Well, they say there’s no rest for the wicked but I shed no more tears. Why bother? You bark at the moon like an entry in a diary of a mad man. Be a rock ‘n’ roll rebel baby, that’s what they call it.
Only the pickled survive and only the survivors call the shots. Who am I taking shots at? No one, it’s just a shot in the dark.