This doesn't seem to have been doing the rounds very fast, but Jon Nodtveidt, front-man of the legendary Dissection, shot himself in the head on wednesday. He left no suicide note, simply a single burning candle and an open copy of The Satanic Bible.
Yes, he was an asshole. Yes, he killed someone pretty much just for kicks. But this is still a sad day for anyone who likes metal, though many would argue that the true Dissection is already long dead.
"Far beyond all light
Within the black and the coldest breeze
Caressed by the dark, I had my sleep
Awakened by the moon
Nocturnal life, my powers to be
Keeping myself alive by sucking your mortals blood...
Frozen winds of immortality
as I drown in obscurity
Still feeling the taste of blood...
It makes me so strong...
I spread my wings...
Into soul winter I fly...
Tears in my eyes turns into fire
as where I belong...
The cold within, it chills my skin,
my heart and soul...
In ecstacy I shred myself
to release whats held within
In solitude Im having my pride
I, Transylvanian son...
Frozen winds of immortality
as I drown in obscurity
I fall deep into whats for me unseen
Eternal flames lick my face
In purgatory Im all within
But Im forever bound to my frozen soul..."
May you rape the angels, you sick bastard.
