From Slayer's landmark 1986 album, Reign In Blood.
The heaviest, most brutal 7 minutes and 44 seconds of anything ever recorded in the history of music. Both of these songs are heavy, fast, angry, unforgiving thrash masterpieces, and they both deserve separate definitions.
Postmortem:
A song about what else? Postmortem. Accompanied by chaotic guitars and lightning fast drumming, Tom Araya's frightening, unforgiving, and morbid vocals in this song make it literally sound like you've gone to hell and are being yelled at by Satan himself. About 1:45 into the song, Tom Araya lets out a high-pitched, epic scream. If this scream doesn't give you an eargasm, then you are not a metalhead. As the song breaks down, you think the ride through hell is over, and you're safe again. You're wrong. The song starts up again with some awesome guitars, and Dave's bullet-paced drumming. Some more hellish lyrics are yelled, and the song starts to break down again. Again you are tricked into thinking the hellish musical pummeling is over. It's not. In fact, it couldn't be farther from it.
Raining Blood:
A loud clap of thunder is heard, along with guitars and slow drumming. You have no idea that you are in for the most brutal, deadly piece of music ever written. As the song starts to pick up, you hear the unforgettable Raining Blood riff, and the drumming starts. There's no turning back now. The song just starts getting heavier and heavier, and faster and faster. Then Tom yells "Trapped in purgatory!!! A lifeless object alive!!!" and his voice sounds even more horrifying and deep than in Postmortem, or hell, even Angel of Death. The ear pounding ensues as the song continues, getting heavier every second, until Tom finishes the vocals, and the guitars and drums keep going faster, faster, and faster until you start headbanging like never before. Then it all ends suddenly, with a thunder clap, followed by the sound of rain. It's all over now. Pussies can now go cry to their mothers, and metalheads can now start the CD over.
In short, two thrash metal masterpieces. If you claim yourself to be a metalhead and you haven't heard these two before, please give me your home address, so I can go to your house and beat the shit out of you.
The heaviest, most brutal 7 minutes and 44 seconds of anything ever recorded in the history of music. Both of these songs are heavy, fast, angry, unforgiving thrash masterpieces, and they both deserve separate definitions.
Postmortem:
A song about what else? Postmortem. Accompanied by chaotic guitars and lightning fast drumming, Tom Araya's frightening, unforgiving, and morbid vocals in this song make it literally sound like you've gone to hell and are being yelled at by Satan himself. About 1:45 into the song, Tom Araya lets out a high-pitched, epic scream. If this scream doesn't give you an eargasm, then you are not a metalhead. As the song breaks down, you think the ride through hell is over, and you're safe again. You're wrong. The song starts up again with some awesome guitars, and Dave's bullet-paced drumming. Some more hellish lyrics are yelled, and the song starts to break down again. Again you are tricked into thinking the hellish musical pummeling is over. It's not. In fact, it couldn't be farther from it.
Raining Blood:
A loud clap of thunder is heard, along with guitars and slow drumming. You have no idea that you are in for the most brutal, deadly piece of music ever written. As the song starts to pick up, you hear the unforgettable Raining Blood riff, and the drumming starts. There's no turning back now. The song just starts getting heavier and heavier, and faster and faster. Then Tom yells "Trapped in purgatory!!! A lifeless object alive!!!" and his voice sounds even more horrifying and deep than in Postmortem, or hell, even Angel of Death. The ear pounding ensues as the song continues, getting heavier every second, until Tom finishes the vocals, and the guitars and drums keep going faster, faster, and faster until you start headbanging like never before. Then it all ends suddenly, with a thunder clap, followed by the sound of rain. It's all over now. Pussies can now go cry to their mothers, and metalheads can now start the CD over.
In short, two thrash metal masterpieces. If you claim yourself to be a metalhead and you haven't heard these two before, please give me your home address, so I can go to your house and beat the shit out of you.
My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it!!
Skeletons in my mind commence, tearing at my sanity!!
Vessels in my brain carry death until my birth!!
Come and die with me forever,
Share insanity!!!
DO YOU WANT TO DIE?!?!
-Part of Postmortem/Raining Blood
Skeletons in my mind commence, tearing at my sanity!!
Vessels in my brain carry death until my birth!!
Come and die with me forever,
Share insanity!!!
DO YOU WANT TO DIE?!?!
-Part of Postmortem/Raining Blood
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