Heavy Metal + Super Speed comes out to Way Past Cool

DISCLAIMER: All...You know what? Screw it, you know the drill.

(Thanks, Craine, for that style.)

"Raise your hand, & be honest with me here--raise your hand if you own ...And Justice For All," Loopy told the crowd. As before, all hands were thrust into the air.

"Coolio, then you'll be able to sing along with this number, titled Harvester...Of Sorrow," added Loopy. Immediately, James, Kirk, Cliff, & Lars played 2 sets of 7 notes each (the last note in the 1st set was held for about 3/4ths of a second). As Kirk & Cliff held their notes, James started playing a clean riff that sounded moody & solemn. This carried on for a few bars, & then everything got heavy again. Lars was beating out a rhythm on the toms & bass, with a few snare hits every now & again. Loopy was mimicking James by playing air guitar with the riffs. Eventually, however, he did start singing:

My life suffocates
Planting the seeds of hate
I've loved, turned to hate
Trapped far beyond my fate

I give
You take
This life that I forsake
Been cheated of my youth
You turned this lie to truth

Anger
Misery
You'll suffer unto me

"I'm gonna need your help, guys!" called Loopy as the chorus began:

Harvester Of Sorrow

"Sing it, people!" They gladly did:

Language of the mad

Immediately as they finished, Loopy repeated:

Harvester Of Sorrow

"You guys rock!" cried Loopy before continuing:

Pure black looking clear
My work is done soon here
Try getting back to me
Get back what used to be

Drink up
Shoot in
Let the beatings begin
Distributor of pain
Your loss becomes my gain

Anger
Misery
You'll suffer unto me

"Come on, Mobius!" cried Loopy.

Harvester Of Sorrow

Language of the mad

Harvester Of Sorrow

Soon, the solo started. It was heavy & happy, yet at the same time, moody & very funeral-sounding. Eventually, it came to a point where everything just stopped. The next thing the crowd heard was Loopy hawking up & spitting out some phlegm which had been trapped in his chest before getting on with the final verse:

All have said their prayers
Invade their nightmares
To see into my eyes
You'll find where murder lies
Infanticide

"Last chance, friends; come on!" yelled Loopy.

Harvester Of Sorrow

Language of the mad
Harvester Of Sorrow

Language of the mad
Harvester Of Sorrow (x6)

After the 6th repetition, the bands played out an ending that lasted for about 45 seconds, with Kirk making significant contributions.

"Thank you very much, family!" called Loopy as the music stopped. "But I'm not done just yet!"


NEXT: A hit from 2003.