Usseewa¡ Draco

Your friend, Edgar, is a big fan of Draco. To which he would drag you to his concerts. One day, he dragged you there, again. But, this time, you were amazed with the crazy vocal range the metalhead had...Suddenly, going from high notes to really low ones... For example...He was singing in his normal tone for a moment to then go really low, like: "Oh, what a shamw! See-- Surfing the mainstream, the news in your veins...Stock-prices failing, while work wastes away...Riding the pipedream, your joy turns to hate..Now this is the calling to all us corporate slaves-!"

As the music marked times for a second, the chorus made a chill run down your spine. "HUHH?! Shut it, shut it..Fuck this shit!! I'M LIMPING IN A GRAVE, BUT I HAVEN'T QUIT!! Average, slacker, that's your bid...Never understand me, BUT I BET THAT I'LL WIN!!"

For you, this was screaming, but it sounded awesome as hell...