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There is a long-standing stigma in the world of metal music that the concepts and motivations for all metal surround dark themes, and as such it is commonly referred to as "devil music" by a lot of people. Well, as an individual who listens to a lot of metal, i respectfully disagree with that philosophy, and my disagreement will be thoroughly fleshed out here and there over the next few weeks. This song, however, is exactly the kind of music that gives credence to the "devil music" moniker. I cannot for the life of me recall who or what got me listening to Fear Factory, but I know it was an offshoot of my attempt to get into Nine Inch Nails, which failed miserably due to my inability to reconcile the paradigm that what Trent Reznor was creating was actual music. Not to say NIN is bad (in the years following, I would develop a large amount of respect for Reznor and eventually learn to like NIN), I simply couldn't figure out what genre his music was trying to be. Somewhere between metal and industrial, his writing style was very basic but fluid, however the transition from concept to product was, to me, non sequitur at best. Anyhow, I had purchased two Fear Factory albums on a hunch. Obsolete was a concept album, an idea I was not familiar with at the time, and regrettably missed out on the overall theme of the record due to my inability to grasp the concept at that age. The album had a strong start: Shock. A perfect fusion of industrial and metal. The first thirty seconds of the track is a slow build into an explosion of total anger, which spoke to me on a teenage angst level rather thoroughly. I had the special edition of the album, so a handful of bonus tracks were included. The first bonus track was a cover of Gary Newman's Cars, oddly enough featuring Gary Newman himself doing the vocals. It was a well-done cover, but could have in no way prepared me for what followed. The very next track intrigued me. I was a chess nerd in high school and immediately recognized the annotation "0-0", which is the kingside castling notation. I thought perhaps the track would prove nerdy and interesting, so I turned it on. "LONG--LIVE--THE NEW--FLESH" I was very wrong. "Where evil dwells // Northport, L.I. // Mutilation, murder // grisly sacrificial slaughter // knights of the black circle // stabbed him in the woods // at the sound of crow-call // he said "I love thee, SATAN" // Half-burnt body found // naked in a shallow grave // stabbed him in the THROAT // STAAAAAAAAAB!" This song is the single-most terrifying piece of music I have ever listened to in my life. Written about the events of June 16, 1984 wherein Ricky Kasso murdered a teenage acquaintance in the woods of Long Island in an apparent satanic ritual. Kasso is one of a small handful of shining examples why the world believes that metal music is "of the devil", and after listening to this song just once, I thoroughly believed that at least some trepidation held by parents whose kids listened to metal was justified.