Music gives me life; allowing me to breathe in (calm) and breathe out (sanity)
Its a natural endorphin and each person has a certain singer, or group that places their heart at rest. Each song delivering different reactions through the body, touching the soul and leaving lyrics haunting the mind. Everyone can relate to music; its the connection of the universe.
I discovered my band in 2006/2007 through the game guitar hero;
Beast and the Harlot became my life anthem. My fingers couldn't get enough of the fake fret board; that song opened my mind to the possibility of new age metal.
"She's a dwelling place for demons...."
My fingers twitched. I had to hear more of their music; I was addicted. Soon my iPod had four new songs added.
Bat Country
Unholy Confessions
Trashed and Scattered
Blinded In Chains
The first becoming the theme song of my night life. The second becoming the song to which I could never get enough of; the lyrics represented my far to correctly.
Tested and Secure
They swept me off my feet, I couldn't get enough of them. I had to keep listening. It was important, their music lulled me into a dream like state, they captured my heart and it was Almost Easy.
Early 2008 came and I raced out to buy their albums, each one I could get my hands on.
I spent hours locked in my room, content at listening to the music these five men (musical genius') could produce. They started off my morning, stayed with me during school, accompanied me during homework and late night projects, and were the final things I heard when my head touched the pillow.
How can one grow tired of music of this caliber?
Every word sung or screamed touched me, rattling my bones and raising hairs on the back of my neck. They gave me goosebumps, created a knot in my stomach, and dug themselves into my heart.
Everyone needs something which can break them out of depression, something which can push them into a pit of eagerness and enjoyment. Everyone deserves to have music which they can relate to, music which they can compare their story to. They are my saviors, my knights in shining armor, my story tellers; they make me scream.
After all, we've all been lost for most of this life and need something to guide us in the right direction.
