The Metal Voyage of Comrade Death: A Poem

Dracul Van Helsing

The Metal Voyage of Comrade Death: A Poem

It was a concert in a large hall
where spotlights shine and moonbeams fall
It had an clear window opening roof
below it sat a giant’s tooth
for this was a Heavy Metal concert
where baroque’s rhythm is engulfed by a demonic spurt

The crowd roared amidst the artificial thunder
as worlds collided like atoms split asunder
The old dark gods the musicians did invoke
amidst huge clouds and plumes of smoke

On this night the call was heeded
these fruits of darkness had long been seeded
Above the crowd there floated in the air a dark black Viking ship
one aging headbanger remarked “How totally hip!”
But this ship was not part of the metal band’s act
its appearance was the outcome of a devilish pact

For the old gods had finally answered the nights of long endless prayers
invoked in…

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