Quorthon of Bathory has died...!!!

Against all bad voices you stood strong,
against all critics you stood tight.
Those doubting you, you proved them wrong,
for your beliefs you`d always fight.

Generations you enchanted with your ideas,
outstanding music and lyrics so true…
analysing history, nature, dreams and fears,
like no one else could ever do.

Your songs… amazing, wakening, cutting like knifes,
you sang them for us… forever to be proud.
The music you gave… such a precious gift in our lifes!
Unimaginable to ever live without!

So suddenly the news came through from out there
at the end of a fucked up day.
Is there no one to wake me from this nightmare?
Would it help to damn all Gods? Would it help to pray?

Thinking back of words of thy,
feeling like never again I could rest.
In the twilight I stand and cry
… we`ve lost the very best.

For Quorthon from Twi
 
Twilightheart said:
Against all bad voices you stood strong,
against all critics you stood tight.
Those doubting you, you proved them wrong,
for your beliefs you`d always fight.

Generations you enchanted with your ideas,
outstanding music and lyrics so true…
analysing history, nature, dreams and fears,
like no one else could ever do.

Your songs… amazing, wakening, cutting like knifes,
you sang them for us… forever to be proud.
The music you gave… such a precious gift in our lifes!
Unimaginable to ever live without!

So suddenly the news came through from out there
at the end of a fucked up day.
Is there no one to wake me from this nightmare?
Would it help to damn all Gods? Would it help to pray?

Thinking back of words of thy,
feeling like never again I could rest.
In the twilight I stand and cry
… we`ve lost the very best.

For Quorthon from Twi

Beautiful. Heimdall's horn is surely raised for the fallen.
 
Twilightheart said:
Against all bad voices you stood strong,
against all critics you stood tight.
Those doubting you, you proved them wrong,
for your beliefs you`d always fight.

Generations you enchanted with your ideas,
outstanding music and lyrics so true…
analysing history, nature, dreams and fears,
like no one else could ever do.

Your songs… amazing, wakening, cutting like knifes,
you sang them for us… forever to be proud.
The music you gave… such a precious gift in our lifes!
Unimaginable to ever live without!

So suddenly the news came through from out there
at the end of a fucked up day.
Is there no one to wake me from this nightmare?
Would it help to damn all Gods? Would it help to pray?

Thinking back of words of thy,
feeling like never again I could rest.
In the twilight I stand and cry
… we`ve lost the very best.

For Quorthon from Twi

Hails! Well spoken.... my horn is raised in mourning, a true loss. May our fallen brother be forever praised