Candlemass, “Bewitched”
If you are not totally and utterly sucking goats blood from a virgin’s wolf claw from Candlemass’ wicked melody, featuring magical riffs that will reach for your soul, then you just really don’t get it. Please, wait for mid-song church-shred hesher army sequence. It’s like that lame part in Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” only instead of coordinated zombie’s its hot metal babes.