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All Hope Abandon, Ye Who Enter: Kerry King - From Hell I Rise: Extended Deluxe Edition (Album Review) Released: 6/19/26

 




Some legacies demand continuation. When Slayer played their final show in late 2019, Kerry King, the riff architect behind four decades of thrash metal's most uncompromising work, found himself with something he had never quite had before: complete creative freedom. From Hell I Rise was the result. Two years on, the Extended Deluxe Edition arrives with additional demos featuring King's own vocal performances, offering a deeper look into how this record was built. The band King assembled around him reads like a deliberate act of trust. Drummer Paul Bostaph, a familiar presence from Slayer's later years, was reportedly on board as early as 2018. Phil Demmel took the second guitar spot, Kyle Sanders anchors the low end on bass, and Mark Osegueda, King's friend since the early California thrash scene of the 1980s, handles vocals with a ferocity that apparently gave King himself pause in the studio. Having never worked with a new vocalist in forty years, King found Osegueda's performances so powerful that he asked multiple times whether they were sustainable live. They were.

The original album announced itself with purpose. Instrumental opener Diablo sets the table before Where I Reign arrives like a door kicked off its hinges. The sequencing is deliberate, and King had written Where I Reign and the title track in tandem, conceiving them as a narrative arc: one foretelling, one fulfilling. It is the kind of structural thinking that separates a record from a collection of songs, and it gives From Hell I Rise a shape that rewards full listens. Thematically, King is not hiding. Residue and Toxic were written during a period of illness and political fury, the overturning of Roe v. Wade, the fracturing of American political life, and the sense of a country that has lost its footing. King's anger here is specific and earned rather than generically apocalyptic, which makes it land harder. Idle Hands, which premiered to considerable attention, functions as a mission statement of sorts. Osegueda narrates King's return with the kind of conviction that makes the song's themes of revolution and retribution feel like more than posturing.

Shrapnel is the record's most self-indulgent moment by King's own admission, a track built around riff sensibilities closer to classic European heavy metal than anything in the Slayer catalogue. That it works is a testament to how much creative latitude this project affords him and how well he uses it. Two Fists pushes in another direction entirely, carrying a raw, almost punk energy and a lyrical looseness King acknowledges he would never have permitted himself inside Slayer's stricter aesthetic framework. The line about needing another drink is a small thing, but it signals something important: this is a record made by someone who no longer has to answer to anyone. For longtime listeners, the Slayer DNA is not hidden. King threads deliberate echoes throughout their lyrical imagery, sonic callbacks, the kind of rain and reign wordplay that functions as both signature and wink. These are not the moves of someone trying to escape their past but of someone comfortable enough with it to play with it openly. King has been clear that material written during the Slayer years is surfacing here, and that more will follow on subsequent records. From Hell I Rise is therefore not just an album but the opening chapter of something longer.

The Extended Deluxe Edition deepens the picture. The additional demos with King on vocals are not mere bonus content; they illuminate the compositional process, showing how these songs existed before Osegueda shaped them into their final form. For anyone seriously interested in how King thinks as a writer, they are worth the revisit alone. What the original release established, this edition reinforces: Kerry King did not leave Slayer behind so much as carry it forward under his own name. The aggression is intact, the craft is sharper for the freedom, and the band surrounding him is genuinely formidable. Osegueda, in particular, sounds like a man who understood exactly what the moment required and delivered accordingly. From hell, it turns out, he did rise. The Extended Deluxe Edition makes sure you feel the full weight of the ascent.

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