Christmas: Day XII
Metal Magi Seek Percussionist with Caravan
Oh hi there, didn’t see you come in. You know, Christmas is a very special time of year. And if you’re anything like me, you’ve often pondered the meaning of The Little Drummer Boy. Rather than explain myself further, I’ll let you listen to and study the lyrics of, the newest and most canonically accurate version of the Three Magi and the Mysterious Drummer.
Behold Xmas, Day XII: Metal Magi Seek Percussionist with Caravan
Supernova in the skies
Saturn and Jupiter, polarize
Burning bright in right ascension
Call to Wise men - start the mission
Immortal God of Showbiz
King of the Jews
He’s got a Record Contract
For three wise dudes
MELCHIOR!
Persian Seer of the Stars
Ripping the vocals
Smelting gold bars
GASPAR!
Young Magus Intense
Shredding on the sitar
Smoking Frankicense
BALTHASAR!
The blackest wizard
Tears of myrrh and
Bassline embalmeth your gizzard
Contracts signed in burning light
Blood-red ink, eternal rights
No radio edit, no disguises
Truth cranked loud: immortalize-ed
3 GIFTS LAID
Before the king
The shepherds are moshing
The Seraphim sing
NOT SO…
Silent Night
But God above demandeth
A symphony tight
DRUMMER BOY!
Who’s that kid on the skins?
Double fuckin bass pedal
Percussion Caravan!
BLEAT NOT!
LAMB OF GOD
The drummer rocketh the kit
Pounding out the rhythm till the apocalypse
Time splits open
Measures bend
Bethlehem illuminates
The end begins again
That's badass!