Beyond the surface lies a world in itself. Obscured, ambigous, fathomless. I walk the darkness of the night. Mountains and valleys I stride. Through mist I march, three riddles asked. Keeping track in the labyrinth. A place of life eternal consumed by the flames. All fountains lie deserted. Fire lights my way. I walk the darkness of the night. A silent friend by my side. Our paths entwined, two of one kind. Detached, confined. Alleviate the fever, take away the pain. Release me from those demons. Make me whole again. "Mourning is regularly the reaction to the loss of a loved person, or to the loss of some abstraction which has taken the place of one. People never willingly abandon a libidinal position. The opposition can be so intense that a turning away from reality takes place. When the work of mourning is completed the ego becomes free and uninhibited again"* Ascend towards higher dimensions, reach the moon and the stars and the sky. Turn back to the source, cure the sickness within and breathe new life.
* see S.Freud (1917): Mourning and Melancholia.
credits
from Dawn,
released December 13, 2016
Music and Lyrics by: Eric J.
Featuring Angelo Beier and Lukas Byrne
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