On the First day of Rocktober, the Metal Lords gazed upon Man. They saw the fire burning within them, and knew that their blazing hearts could shape Their metal gifts. The Metal Lords gave unto Man Their divine Guitar, and it was good.
On the Second day of Rocktober, the Metal Lords saw that Man had chosen to use the Guitar in battle. While an awe-inspiring use of Their holy relic, the Metal Lords chose to teach its proper use. With this, the Metal Lords gave unto Man the Power Chord, and it was good.
On the Third day of Rocktober, the Metal Lords began to grow tired of the Chord. While young and skilled, Man relied on chunky riffs and breakdowns. Displeased, the Metal Lords gave unto Man the Pentatonic Scale. Man stepped on their ancient wah pedals, wailed to the sky, and it was good.
On the Fourth day of Rocktober, the Metal Lords saw that Man had progressed. The fires burning brightly inside them, Man had reached their zenith of skill. Amazed, and with their index and pinky held high, the Metal Lords gave unto Man Sweep Picking. Mankind's fingers raced along their fretboards, and so Shredding came to pass, and it was good.
On the Fifth day of Rocktober, the Metal Lords realized there were some who did not wish to play Their divine Guitar. In Their infinite brutality, the Metal Lords gave unto Man the gift of Drums. "Here is your thunder," roared the Metal Lords, and it was good.
On the Sixth day of Rocktober, the Metal Lords became incensed at the voice They had granted singers: Men of size, and Men of burden, sang of breaking up with their girlfriends and skateboards. The Metal Lords cast these Men out, and gave unto the faithful the twin gifts of Growling and Screaming, and it was good.
