You are Metallica! In your prime, your music ruled so much. What happened after the Black Album? You are the center of the Napster controversy, you stopped doing solos, your drums sound like trash cans, and your new bass player sucks. Get back on top of things, because people want the old you!
You're stuck in the 70s - for better or worse Crazy hair, pot soaked clothes, and tons of groupies Your kind showed the world how to rock Is that freedom rock?... Well turn it up man!
Your Career Personality: Independent, Flexible, and Ingenious
Your Ideal Careers:
Astronaut Entrepreneur Lawyer Nightclub owner Photographer Private investigator Real estate developer Stand up comic Venture capitalist Video game developer
Faith I stop believing that I still am. The pain destroyed the temple of my soul, The tears burned my heart so happy once, The hope losts itself in neverending(absolut)
I stop believing that I still am. The madness is the sin of the world, The sky is listening to the humans prayers, That ask for a ray of mercy more and more.
I stop believing that I still am. “To be” it’s just an illusion, The human clock broked, and the world Begin to cry for its sins.
I stop believing that I still am. The dream remains just a lonely memorie, The moon, the sun dissapeared in the universe, And the sad night covers forever my life …
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