Raising Valhalla: A short story about metal

Valhalla

The link attached here is of a short story describing a day in the life of some Indian metalheads. Part anecdotal, part conjectural, and thin on plot, it may still be that some of the points it touches on are common to metalheads across cultures.

The story somehow dovetails and climaxes with this rendition of Blind Guardian’s classic ‘Valhalla’ from Athens 2003, and the last four minutes in particular.

PS. Readers are advised to disable MS Word spell check.

Download story here

Lyrics:

High in the sky where eagles fly
Morgray the dark enters the throne

Open wide the gate, friend
the king will come
blow the horn and praise
the highest Lord
who’ll bring the dawn
he’s the new god
in the palace of steel
persuade the fate of everyone
the chaos can begin
let it in

So many centuries
so many Gods
we were the prisoners
of our own fantasty
but now we are marching
against these Gods
I’m the wizard, I will change it all

Valhalla – Deliverance
Why’ve you ever forgotten me

Valhalla – Deliverance
Why’ve you ever forgotten me

Magic is in me
I’m the lost magic man
never found what I was looking for
now I found it but it’s lost

The fortress burns
broken my heart
I leave this world
all Gods are gone

So many centuries
so many Gods
we were the prisoners
of our own fantasty
but then we had nothing
who’ll lead our life
no, no, we can’t live without Gods

Valhalla – Deliverance
Why’ve you ever forgotten me

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