Where I come from there is a cemetery, by the same name as the song, overlooked by the Black Mountain. This song is, I suppose, about the place…the place, down in the ground, where the dead men go.
Writing this now it actually reminds me of the scene in Life of Brian where John Cleese’ character is giving orders for the woman to be stoned only for him to be crushed by a huge block of stone…
Morbidly, this is the place where I will one day go.
Maybe they will bring back that old norseman tradition of sticking me on top of a pyre on a wooden ship…launch me out to sea…and set me on fire….
Fuck it. Norseman way all the way.