Handpicked for You
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One day, the Gods of Rock and Roll will descend from their ethereal, transdimensional precipice to herald the Return of Metal. Their sinewy frames, borne aloft by hallowed magicks and darkness eternal, will raise a banshee's wail that echoes through time itself. And the Gods of Rock and Roll will peer into the hapless void that is Earth and they will speak but one word, in the softest of whispers:
[thanks, alison!]
