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Autumn Nostalgie - Return to Nowhere

Return to Nowhere is the first track from our upcoming album "Metanoia", which will be released on June 6th! Info:   / autumn.nostalgie.official   https://www.metal-archives.com/bands/... https://autumnnostalgie.bandcamp.com/ https://autumnnostalgie-northernsilen... Lyrics: Óvatlan pillanat töri meg a rendet. Indáival beborító szorító kényszer. Szorítja, szorítja! Megtört lelkem csak nem, csak nem ereszti el. Mozdulatlanságba taszít és el kell szenvednem a napok sötétjét. Bárcsak a múlandóság mosná tisztára a pillanat örökét. Hol vagytok ti szörnyű démonok, kik messzire kárhoztattok. Már nem hallom hangotok. Nem csalogattok a káprázatba. Itt maradtam másnak szolgálva, de a kínzó kétely Továbbra is fogva tart. Csak a megdermedt szavakat ismétlem folyton. Körös-körül ismerős nyomorult vidéken. Persze soha nem tudhatom, hogy vajon jó felé járok, Csak abban tudok bízni, amit magam előtt látok. Felhőkből font végtelen álmok, Szél üvölti: „Mindegy, mit látsz ott.” Tükörként rezdül a víz felszíne, Belenézek, (majd) bele a senkibe. Árnyak, talán jobb volt magam látni üres tekintetekben, Ide rejtőzni előletek, (hogy magamat ne találjam meg.) De ma már térden állva vágyom vissza poklotokba, Teremtett poklotok legmélyére. Honvágy hát mi rabul ejt? Pokolfajzatokkal osztozni? A valóságot egyedül magamban megélni? Messzire vigyétek lelkem démonok! Kínozzátok, tépjétek szét! Darabokban többet ér mindennél! Metanoia: Metanoia’ fully follows the essence of the previous albums. On the ’Esse Est Percipi’ album, there is a song whose lyrics are about withdrawal. To retreat to the mountain, of course, this shouldn't be understood physically, but spiritually. To wait for the time when it is possible to descend from the mountain. But I didn’t go up there to live as a hermit and let the spirit of the great prophet be born in solitude, flooding the world with lonely thoughts, like the German Antichrist did. When I started this journey, it was as if the world didn't even exist. The dance of circumstances cannot be called a world. It can only be left behind. So I came here to create, to create a world, where on the path leading up, the ancient sayings still echoed in my ears: "We are what our world shapes us into, and our environment molds the basic lines of our soul." Here, the idea of Ján Patočka's 'life on the peak' returns, to reach the realm of the absolute subject, or at least to reach the epoché, to want to practice dedicated inquiry, to live by the requirements of the transcendental decision. The long journey's fatigue required that I shed my ideas, beliefs, and opinions, because otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to reach the summit, as they bound my soul to the lower life as a burden. So, along the way, I became a monster, a hideous thing, a despiser of life, a favored one of God, a servant of Satan, a follower of demons, the plucker of Odin's eye, a Longinus, a Pilate. By the time I reached the top, I had been freed from everything. The only thing I could keep was one thing. The memory of an inscription from an ancient Greek temple, which I first heard long ago and which drove me to wander. But today, it rather urges me to throw everything away, like a fleeing soldier discarding his weapons. This inscription is gnothi seauton, which has held its teaching in secret for so many years, and cannot be bypassed if someone wants to ascend to the mountain peaks. The metanoia brought me here, to search for another world instead of the one I had. contact: [email protected] booking: [email protected] https://www.eclosionbooking.com/