From the terroristic stance replete with weapons (although not nostalgic spears, meaning that we've moved beyond early 90's Satyricon releases), Nazi-echo names (though Mr. Werewolf denies any NS leanings, he just enjoys mining the bleak depths of European history, à la Laibach), obligatory inverted crosses, black and white photography, and indiscernible nationalistic-seeming eagle resting on... that's right, a black nimbus encircling the balaclava-clad hed of our protagonist...
... to your standard heavily inscribed logo with a photo of Werewolf in the BM equivalent of bling (nail sleeves and an inverted-cross chain) in his corpse-painted glory in, where else, a dark forest to...
... to a wolverine behind a tree. I love the sincerity of this (and his tongue poking out, presumably at the decaying hull of the Christian faith). Wolverines are cold-dwelling nasty creatures capable of waging war on you. Apparently, this little fellow is capable not only of biting your shins, but of doing so as a satanic warmaster of the night.
it's rare to respond to black metal imagery with that's sooo cute - perhaps the wolverine is merely lulling me into a false sense of humanist security before unleashing his full cthonic powers that will smite my Christianised soul
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