Resurrection, Rob Halford

Let's set the scene for this Metal Friday.
In the late 90s heavy metal was in shambles. A Mad Max wasteland, fans squabbling over the little juice that remained like savage, scavenging bikers. The mutated blight of grunge and nu metal (Jesus I hate even typing nu metal) had dropped a steaming deuce on anything resembling taste, talent, or actual heavy metal. It was a dried out, sad, creatively bankrupt, pathetic wasteland of terrible music, suffused in the outflow of the great septic tank of post hair-metal apocalypse. 
God I hated this period.

And please don't try to change my mind. It sucked, hard. I saw it all, first hand, at multiple Ozzfests and a lot of shitty listening sessions in college surrounded by assholes in flannel. Yes, I gave it the old 'college try,' for FOUR FUCKING YEARS, and it sucked, Pearl Jam and all.
I saw Limp Bizkit come out of a toilet, literally, at Ozzfest. They should have stayed there. I'd gladly hit flush, as the world cheered. 
Spare me your nostalgia and stories; this was fucking dark times for heavy metal.*
And then came 2000.
Iron Maiden came roaring back with Brave New World, and Rob Halford came out of a post Judas Priest funk with Resurrection. And suddenly the world tilted back on its correct axis, and all was right again. 
Heavy metal was back.
"Resurrection" was Halford telling the world, "Fight and 2wo were interesting ... okay not 2wo. But I needed these albums at this point in my life. I've gotten them out of my system. Now? Fuck that noise. I'm back, with legit music." 
This was a repudiation of the 1990s. Don't believe me? Here's the lyrics:
I'm digging deep inside my soulTo bring myself out of this god-damned holeI rid the demons from my heartAnd found the truth was with me from the start
Holy angel lift me from this burning hellResurrection make me whole
This song is awesome. It resurrected heavy metal.
Listen and enjoy. And remember how fragile it all is, boys.



* I don't hate you, I just think you have terrible taste in music.