I was s big fan of Hypocrisy when I was 17  years old. I probably didn't have black magic then but I was depressed. Sometimes I think to myself what a stupidity to mourn someone you never knew. I live like in the endless nightmare of witchcraft and constant energy attacks and everything feel like a dream. And then you listen to people who mourn Alexi either and think, maybe it is not stupid, maybe these "unreal people" once existed. The worst part is that I believe I know the thing that could help his conditions (alternative medicine) but I didn't know he was dying and never knew him personally and didn't have any contacts of him. Still think what if I could reach him while he was still alive, what if I knew...