(In memory of Quorthon, former frontman of the band Bathory [RIP June 3,2004].)
by Jacob Berg
A man of great, even epic, proportions;
he lived under the Black Mark,
scoured Nordland for blood, fire and death;
he saw first-hand the Destroyer of Worlds.
He spoke to us,
in a language of chords and melody,
of screams and choral harmonies.
But it was his time,
for the All Father chose him,
aged thirty-eight years,
to enter his Golden Hall.
And so forevermore shall he feast and fight
until the Battle comes crashing down.