I was young I needed guidance
The older ones sang their
saga for me
Hellraising leather angels
Commandments inscribed
in an opus
The music was fast
The message would last
News travels soon there
were more of us
Chanting anthemic and glorious
I woke from a sleep to hear melody
Captivated by what I could be
The music was heard
I learnt every word
Preacher from across the sea
You speak to me
Preacher from another land
I understand
Preachers from another time
I want mine
Recognize this calling missionary
What was before is now irrelevant
No life before metal now I’m
becoming them
Uphold these band of men and
what they say
Pa**ionate tales that illuminate
A name I’d not known
Your name is my own