Written By Sabbatha Ashvale
Leo Season Ignites the Inner Fire. Your Brutal Forecast for July 20–26, 2025
Theme: Reclaiming the Fire Within
This week, the universe throws horns as Leo season kicks down barricades like Iron Maiden’s mascot (Eddie) on stage. With a New Moon in Leo and Mercury grinding backward through the cosmic abyss, you’re not just invited, you’re commanded to reclaim your primal howl, stoke your creative furnace, and make your inner freak the headliner.
This isn’t about flashing lights or sold out shows. it’s about you. Your uniqueness. Your chaos. Your core. It’s about owning your personal mythology like you’re the lost member of a forgotten second wave black metal band who just crawled out of the woods to speak some hard truths.
Now, let’s shred your fate…
Aries: March 21 – April 19
The Pyromancer of the Pit
Your creative fuse is reigniting like the opening blast of a Mayhem record, wild, raw, and unrepentant. This week, play isn’t optional, it’s sacred. Paint with blood, write with bone, scream into the void and hear it echo back your name. Reclaim the rituals that made you feel alive before the world tried to civilize you.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Rotting Christ – Fire And Flame
Taurus: April 20 – May 20
The Alchemist of Doom
Your bones are stirring with half remembered dreams. Time to sift through the psychic detritus like it’s a bin of rare vinyl at a Tokyo metal shop. Something beautiful and brutal waits beneath the surface. Reconnect with your personal magic, whether it’s crystal charged riff rituals or midnight walks under Iron Moon skies.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Iron Maiden – The Alchemist
Gemini: May 21 – June 20
The Vocalist With Twin Tongues
Words are your weapons this week, you’re channeling your own personal Fenriz. Whether you’re muttering mantras or purging poetry in a journal stained with coffee and tears, let your voice carry the weight of your resurrection. Sing your fears. Growl your desires. The studio is your mind; now press record.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Cattle Decapitation – Finish Them
Cancer: June 21 – July 22
The Brooding Bard of the Abyss
The stars want you to feel, like, really feel. Not some watered down “healing mantras” nonsense, but the stuff that shakes your ribcage like Pantera’s heaviest drop-D riff. Don’t flinch. Don’t retreat. Your wounds are sacred scripts, and your tears are ink for a story that only you can write.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Cradle of Filth – Her Ghost in The Fog
Leo: July 23 – August 22
The Sovereign Flame
You are the frontline. The spotlight. The solar flare incarnate. This week, the cosmos tosses the mic to you. Will you scream gutteral truths or sing clean vocals instead? Your legacy isn’t written in stone, it’s forged in metsl and scorched earth. Be the frontperson of your own damn band. Command the stage. Burn the past. Make ‘em feel it.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Hate – Sovereign Sanctity
Virgo: August 23 – September 22
The Hermit of Harmonics
You’re not hiding, you’re hibernating in your sanctuary, stringing your soul back together like its a custom seven string. Strip back the noise. Cancel the static. Recalibrate. Whether it’s tea in a Sabbath mug or meditating to dungeon synth in candlelight, this week’s mantra is: “If it isn’t sacred, it isn’t staying.”
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Mortem Solis – The Hermit Song
Libra: September 23 – October 22
The Seeker of Balance in Chaos
You’ve been performing in someone else’s band far too long. This week? You’re going solo. Smash the false harmony. Ditch the expectations. You’re not here to blend in, you’re here to be the glitch in the algorithm, the beautifully off kilter rhythm that reminds others to wake the hell up and feel something real.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Krypteia – Chaos Imperium
Scorpio: October 23 – November 21
The Architect of Shadows
You’re the storm behind the sound. The force that can rebuild worlds from ash. This week, you’re invited to crown yourself, not in ego, but in sovereignty. Stand tall, Scorpio. Your wounds? War paint. Your desires? Declarations. Authority doesn’t need approval. It needs fire and you are fire.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Born of Osiris- Through Shadows
Sagittarius: November 22 – December 21
The Wild Oracle
Your compass points inward now. Strip away the doctrines, the noise, the pseudo wisdom disguised as truth. Light a candle. Burn the handbook. This week is about unlearning and remembering that you’ve always had the map inked on your ribcage. Your path is primal, poetic, and defiantly yours.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Kittie – Oracle
Capricorn: December 22 – January 19
The Sentinel of the Subconscious
Your underworld is howling, and for once, it’s not asking you to fix anything. Just feel it. Let it rip through you like Cult of Luna’s slow burn fury. You’ve been the stoic mountain too long, now you’re the earthquake. Let your shadows dance. They are not shameful, they are the raw material of your personal power.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Judas Priest – The Sentinel
Aquarius: January 20 – February 18
The Ghost in the Machine
This week, love isn’t hearts and roses, it’s about letting your heart bleed clean. Look at the scars. Not with judgment but with reverence. You are a techno shaman of the soul, decoding the encryption on your emotions. Take off the armor. Let the static pass through. Feel. That’s how the next upgrade installs.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Void of Vision – Ghost in The Machine
Pisces: February 19 – March 20
The Dreamweaver of the Infinite
You’re not “escaping” when you get lost in your daydreams, you’re divining. Let your inner child become the producer of your life’s soundtrack. Scribble spells in your notebook. Sketch monsters. Rewrite your daily grind as a concept album. Play isn’t optional. It’s salvation.
Your Lucky Song of The Week: Ne Obliviscaris – Painters of the Tempest (Part II)
The planets are tuned to metal this week, and the cosmos is giving you the cue to solo, loud, raw, and unapologetically you. This isn’t a week for conformity. It’s for embracing the riff that is your soul and blasting it across the void until the universe moshes back.
“The universe is a stage and every sign is a band. Some are headlining. Some are imploding. All are loud.” Sabbatha Ashevale
Sabbatha Ashvale is Metal Lair’s resident doom priestess and celestial saboteur. Born under a blood moon and raised on black metal and runes made from bone, she charts the stars the way others read liner notes. Loud, cryptic, and a little dangerous. Her horoscopes are less “love & light” and more “light the match and face the void.”
Each week, Sabbatha Ashvale conjures your fate from the flaming wreckage of planetary chaos, translating cosmic noise into prophecy for the pit. Whether the stars are moshing or meditating, she’ll tell you what it means with riffs, realness, and a side of gutterals.
