Mmmm, my favorite tune from ...And Justice for All...

...at the Boneyard, Sirius Ch. 19: "...Pure black looking clear, my work is done soon here...try getting back to me, get back which 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...Harvester of sorrow, language of the mad..."
Sometimes I wonder what that album would have sounded like with better production, but at any rate it was still damn good.