All my life I longed for the distance. As a child, I dreamed of sailing the seven seas and ran away from home more than once. As a man, I traveled the world alone, living in countless places. I sometimes think I am living my family's legacy. Without a native country, expelled from their homeland, wandering through Europe, scattered around
the world. After the Napoleonic Wars, my family went from the Kingdom of Württemberg to Bessarabia by the Black Sea in 1814. From there, they were expelled back to Germany in 1940, during World War II. With the end of the War, they again had to leave their home in Sudetenland and Breslau behind and went to live in Chile, Spain, East-Germany and Canada. When I grew up, the term 'home' was always referred to as a place far away, sung about in Russian songs my great-Grandmother sang to me, and then the country I had called home vanished in 1990. I always felt 'homeless' in a way ever since. When in 2014 I sold most of my belongings and began a nomad life style, I felt driven forward by my feelings, mocked by my reason. Torn inside, 10 miles above ground in a plane, staring into the blue ocean beneath me. Parts of me probably knew I was going to war with myself, facing the biggest struggle in my life so far. I used the archaic terms beldam (term of endearment for old mother) and grandam
(Grandmother) to express the tradition in my family to strongly respect the elders. In the CD booklet for this song, a comet, the eternal lonely wanderer, was chosen as the epitome of the lyrics’ meaning as well as an allegory to Odysseus, for he was cursed to wander the worlds.
lyrics
Don’t cry my beldam
your lost son must go
I take your song with me
your tears and your woe
So I'm drawn in the World
that's neither strange nor home
and crave for tomorrow
and the paths that I'll roam
I wander where stars fell
and sleep where they die
I dream where the Norns sings
and where wise cranes fly
In depths of the oceans
my cursed name I hide
that no one may find it
and no woe betide
I see my grandam
that worried tears shed
feel her withered hands
that laid on my head
I still hear her old voice
and the ol'russian song
that she sung to my heart
and I carried along
I harken to far cries,
the tongue of despair.
The language of sinners.
All humans shall err!
I howl with the Archwolves
in silvery night
The aegis of the north star
sets our fate alight
Ah, linger on now
Oh’ thou art so fair
Shalt purify my soul
in northern lights glare
Nero once burned down
what had to rebuild
and buried in madness
the ruins of guilt
We might burn our life path
and leave all behind
but what makes us sinners
will stay in our mind
Into the blistering wilderness, the man now walks alone. A forsaken man without a country, without a hope; his soul in turmoil like the hot winds and raging sands. He is driven forward, always forward, by a god unknown, toward a land unseen…
The Essence (the center) of (the word ) Life
means “if”, as we know
This wisdom may decide
if we rule or bow below
I'll tear off the cain's mark
and drink from a sylph
At war with the world now
At war with myself
Into the molten wilderness of sin where granite sentinels stand as towers of living death to bar his way. Each night brings the black embrace of loneliness. In the mocking whisper of the wind, he hears the echoing voices of the dark. His tortured mind wondering if they call the memory of past triumphs or wail foreboding of disasters yet to come or whether the desert's hot breath has melted his reason into madness...
credits
from Era of Threnody,
released May 16, 2017
Komponist: Brodträger
Textdichter: Wagner
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