A Headbanger's Melancholy.
A Headbanger's Melancholy, it happens sometimes. Only pure fucking metal will revive me to regularity. I'm going to bite my lip for the next few hours until they pass. I'm surrounded by shadowed figures that I cannot recognize and I can only assume that their intentions are malicious in nature. It is a quite possible fate that I may awaken ripped to pieces by sun rise.