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Introverted, shy, very calm, depressive, melancholic and even schizophrenic..... that’s how many described the young Swede. Since he hardly had contact with humans, spent the majority of his time alone in his room and his depression got far increased, it is probably difficult to say whether someone could do something about it or not.A lot of persons and even the bandmembers admitted that Daed wasn’t a person you could know very well. Dead stated he was NOT a human and that he did NOT belong on this Earth. He told that, as a child, he stood constantly on the threshold of Death because his sleep was so deep that his face started to turn blue. He said he already wanted to die at the age of 3. when he slept, no one could wake him, probably because he was in a condition between deep sleep and losing consciousness.
DEAD reported once an experience, which may have been a so-called "Near Death Experience: “Once something amusing happened to me. I had internal bleedings, and the cause could not be determined on radiographs. It continued to bleed and and finally my heart had no more blood, and my veins were nearly empty of blood. Clinically seen, I was dead. At the moment, when I fell (into a door, took as I experienced later), I saw everything in a strange blue color - she was transparten, and for one moment everything was dipped into this blue, to something track-sends white and "hot" me surrounded... I later asked someone about these colors who had had many near-death experiences and much more knowledge about the "supernatural" than I had. He said I came into the first "level" of the branch ral world which has the color blue. The terrestrial level has the color black. Afterwards comes a grey, which is very similar to the terrestrial color. The next step in the blue is when it becomes more brightly and then it stopped with a white color, which is a stage no mortals can enter. If a mortal nature succeeds in reaching this then it is no mortal any longer and cannot return on earth anymore. To the white level – it continued with colors from which I do not know anything - only spirit and large magicians can travel there. I experienced that the white level, which I had entered without knowing it, was the dead world, and I had actually died.
DEAD did not understand himself as human. He understood himself as a nature of another world. He was fascinated by death, dying, darkness and the other worlds. He told he often had visions wherein his blood in his veins froze, and that he is dead. That was the reason why he accepted the name "Dead". He knew that he would die soon. Do the stagenames reflect the spirit of the carrier? Or are the carriers intended these names to fulfill the fate them promised?
Before DEAD joined Mayhem pushed, he was the singer for Stockholm cultband Morbid. After the demo "December moon" in 1987, Dead left the group because the commercial, musical concepts of the other members weren’t what he wanted. A few weeks after Dead joined Mayhem, also Hellhammer joined. Dead, Euronymous and Hellhammer lived in an old house in the south east of Oslo where he then lived together with Euronymous and Hellhammer and worked on the next LP. It became clear that Dead had some, to normal people, strange behaviors. He buried articles of clothing for months in the earth and brought it over to the Mayhem shows were he wore the rotting clothes. With the new members and Dead’s fascination for death the atmosphere of the music changed drastically. The lyrics went away from the"Gore and Splatter"-topic and the subjects went to Satanism, the darkness, Death, the depression and evil in general. Kristian Vikernes said : "Until Dead and Hellhammer joined the band, Mayhem was a funny hobby-band." The line-up with Dead, Euronymous, Necrobutcher and Hellhammer was to bacame the most famous one.
The Norwegian Black Metal scene had found a soul. Dead was one of the leading figures in the scene. At Mayhem gigs, the stage laid full of mutilated pigheads and Dead performed self-mutilation upon himself. Briefly after the show in Sarpsborg Dead expressed his inclination to mutilated heads in an interview. In The C.O.T.I.M. - magazine Dead stated:
‘Pigheads, as well as other heads, is what we try to have at all gigs. But also others are kind of planned at the future shows. It needs sick ideas and also money as well as it has to suit to the place we're playing at...For example if we use impaled pigheads in an Islamic country we'll surely get killed then. Another thing is that what's the most disgusting thing to do right here to fuck with the wimps might not have the same effect here than somewhere else. If we ever come to India, the most evil thing that we can do there will be to sacrifice a "holy cow" on stage. I want to have stage equipment at our shows of Transylvanian landscape, instruments of torture that are from the 1st century, real trees from a dead forest, spotlights that are used to "paint" dark colors of dusk and later moonshine...different animal heads and human craniums hanging in meat hooks by chains from the dead trees and the heads have huge screws in their eyes...that's what I think would make the perfect mood. But if we can build such things by ourselves, we must pay for the giant expenses it will include and we must make it portable too, I can't imagine if we will ever be able to do this. But to tell of what else we as the show or effects is when I cut myself up. Something I study is how people react when my blood is streaming everywhere but that's not why I do it. I like to cut, in others preferably, but it's mostly in myself. That I can't do too often makes me a bit mourning...the nearest thing is three gigs in Sweden which will probably be in the end of May and I think of if I can take a highly tuned kitchen saw machine that's cutting and sawing faster that it's possible to control it...that would be a nice thing to have there I think. Another band here, that's the one of the guy that'll set this whole thing up by the way, will try to get a goat that they shall sacrifice on stage by a fireman's axe but I just can't remember the band name. Another Black metal band that'll play there is Grotesque (from Gothenburg) + some other death metals. If it shall be "gore" that it has to be REAL effects and only snuff is real!
The concerts in his Swedish homeland, which DEAD dreamt about, would never take place…
On 08 April 1991 it was so far - DEAD began killing himself with only 21 years of age. DEAD first tried to cut the pulse veins open with a kitchen knife, when it took longer than he wanted to wait, he took Euronymous’ shotgun and shot himself to the head. The ammunition came from Varg Vikernes, who gave it to Dead as his Christmas present. On the only farewell letter Dead proved his morbid sense of humor with only four straight words: "Excuse all the blood". Hellhammer was at that time with his parents. Euronymous, since there was only one key for the door and Dead locked it from inside climbed into the house via Dead’s window. When he saw Dead’s corpse he ran away to the first shop he could find and he bought a camera and took pictures of the macabre scene. Then he informed the police. Also he collected bone fragments and gave them to different people. He also made an amulet. A picture can be seen on the Cover of the Bootleg "Dawn of the black hearts".
"We have no vocalist anymore!!!
DEAD killed himself two weeks ago! It was really brutal, first he cut open all the arteries in the wrists and then he had blown off his brains with a shotgun. I found him and it looked fucking grim, the upper half of his head was all over the room and the lower part of the brain had fallen out of the rest of his head and down on the bed. I of course grabbed my camera and made some photos, we'll use them in the next MayheM LP. I and HELLHAMMER were so lucky that we found two big pieces of his skull we have hung on neclaces as a memory. DEAD killed himself because he lived only for the true old black metal scene and lifestyle. It means black clothes, spikes, crosses and so on. You know, bands like old Hellhammer, Bathory and so on but today there are only children in jogging swit and skateboards and hardcore moral ideals, they try to look as normal as possible. This has nothing to do with black, these stupid people must fear Black Metal! But instead they love shitty bands like Deicide, Benediction, Napalm Death, Sepultura and all that shit!! We must take this scene to what it was in the past! DEAD died for this cause and now I have declared WAR! I'm angry but at the same time I have to admit it was interesting to examine a human brain in rigor mortis. Death to false Black Metal and Death Metal! Also to the trendy hardcore people...AAARRGGHH!"
~ EURONYMOUS, April 1991, two weeks after Dead's suicide
My Dark Subconscious
Beyond of death, of darkness
A land beyond for sure
Dark it’s sky...dark as my hatred
Several times saw it
Because of death that brings them near
Memories from my past time...
And now I’ll see the sorcerer
He must find the cure to my dark subconscious
To my dark memories about all hatred upon the dead
?
The world’s gone
In my mind the horror lives
Death from the past time
?
He must find the cure to my dark subconscious
To my dark memories about all hatred upon the dead
Wings Of Funeral
Night sky, death awaits
I fall to die, wings of funeral
The curse of the old cemetery
That goes on, watch your hold
Fear of the curse of Death
Satan’s been touching my Soul
Sorcery, I wish to die
Wings of Death, Wings of Funeral
The Curse of the old cemetery
A Magic so pure, Wings of Funeral
Fear the Curse of Death
Satan’s been touching my Soul
From The Dark
He stood there so many times
Funerals get orgasm from my soul
From the funeral...from the past...from the dark
The cross...a necromancer’s cross
By night will strike me...I die
He steps out from the dark
Cold smoke as he passes by ?
I tried ? to ignore
Cold smoke as he passes by ?
From the death...from ? ...from the dark
?
That night ? by his crime, hatred ? his crime
?
? from the dark
Disgusting Semla
And you are disgusting!!!
Life is trash, trash of the dead
Where the fuck is your fear of Death???
And you are disgusting!!!
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting, disgusting
I can see hatred!
I’ll kill this and you pussies follow then!!
And you are disgusting!!!
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting disgusting
La-lalala-la-la-lalalala-la-lala-la-la
More vox !
La-lalala-la-la-lalalala-la-lala-la-la
Death is the start !!
Funeral Fog
Every time this year
This dark fog will appear
Up from the tombs it comes
To take one more life that can be near
In the middle of Transylvania
All natural life has for a long time ago gone
It's thin and so beautiful
But also so dark and mysterious
Once again the priest is messing
May the god bless us all
The fog is here again
That will complete this funeral
From a place empty of life
Only dead trees are growing here
As it comes from afar
Only dead trees are growing here
...Funeral fog
...Funeral fog
...Funeral fog
...Funeral fog
Freezing Moon
Everything here is so cold
Everything here is so dark
I remember it as from a dream
In the corner of this time
Diabolic shapes float by
Out from the dark
I remember it was here I died
By following the freezing moon
It's night again
Night you beautiful
I please my hunger
On living humans
Night of hunger
Follow it's call
Follow the freezing moon
Darkness is growing
The eternity opens
The cemetery lights up again
As in ancient times
Fallen souls die behind my steps
By following the freezing moon
Cursed In Eternity
My name was written with
Fire in the place you only can see
When your time has come
When you walk down in the
Land of shadows for eternity
The demon flies in the blackened
Starless skies and crawls in
The bottomless depths of Hell
The name which will be a
Thousand times cursed in eternity
Condemned to wander, until it comes
To the cruelest snake that crawls
The demon flies in the blackened
Starless skies and crawls in
The bottomless depths of Hell
Pagan Fears
The bloody history from the past
Deceased humans now forgotten
An age of legends and fear
A time now so distant
Less numbered as they were their lives
So primitive and pagan
Superstitions were a part of the life
So unprotected in the dark nights
Pagan fears
The past is alive
The past is alive
Woeful people with pale faces
Staring obsessed at the moon
Some memories will never go away
And they will forever be here
Life Eternal
A dream of another existance
You wish to die
A dream of another world
You pray for death to release the soul
One must die to find peace inside
You must get eternal
I am a mortal, but am I human?
How beautiful life is now when my time has come
A human destiny, but nothing human inside
What will be left of me when I'm dead?
There was nothing when I lived
What you found was eternal death
No one will ever miss you
From The Dark Past
A face in stone...decayed by age
A man who has returned to tell of his damnation
Fears so deep, the mouth open wide
The dream died away before dawn of this time
The eyes - stares so empty
The mouth - screams so silent
Tell me - what did you see there
In the darkness - of the past
Ancient times legends stories so dark
Blackened his sight now
Not even the memories are left
Back after such a long time
The stone is cold as death
But what formed its true fears
Only the wind is able to tell
Buried By Time And Dust
Visions of that no mornings
Light ever will come
I'm too old now
The dark is so near
Will I ever reach the land beyond
This is where we go when we have to die
I've been old since the birth of time
Time buried me in earth
Centuries ago I tasted blood
Buried by time and dust
Many years have passed since the funeral
Missing the blood of human throats
So many years, ages ago
I must await, feel my body's stench
Wandering out of space
Wandering out of time
A world out of light, death at the end
Only silence can be heard
Silence of peoples tears
No one knows my grave
Buried by time and dust
De Mysteriis Dom Sathanas
Welcome! To the elder ruins again
The wind whispers beside the deep forest
Darkness will show us the way
Heic Noenum Pax, Here is no peace
The sky has darkened thirteen as
We are collected woeful around a book
Made of human flesh
De Grandae Vus Antiquus Mulum Tristis
Arcanas Mysteria Scriptum
The books blood written pages open
Invoco Crentus Domini De Daemonium
We follow with our white eyes
The ceremonial proceeding
Heic Noenum Pax, Bring us the goat
Rex Sacriticulus Mortifer
In the circle of stone coffins
We are standing with our black robes on
Holding the bowl with unholy water
Psychomantum Et Precr Exito Annos Major
Ferus Netandus Sacerdos Magus Mortem Animalium
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