Metal is best when it is completely self-aware, tongue lodged firmly in it's Satan-worshipping cheek. A quick nod to the fact that all the feigned brutality, violence and doom is (at least partially) a really entertaining schtick, like gangsta rap for white people. A casual listen to Seattle's Black Breath does not immediately reveal the cheeky sarcasm that makes good metal so much fun, but this video shows that there is a morbid, half-decomposed sense of humor that lurks beneath their grave facade. I'm pretty sure this video is meant to be a joke. A really brutal joke that takes place in a grave. There is synchronized headbanging. There is cemetery dirt on the vocalists face. The guitarist on the right is wearing a Canadian tuxedo. I hate to spoil it, but the band rocks so heavily in this tune that they wake the dead. Literally. Make sure you watch until the two minute and sixteen second mark. Watch out for the zombie hands.