Aphrodite

The song is like a confession written on marble. It sounds like a conversation with a goddess, but in reality it is a conversation with oneself, with the body in which one wants to find a home and from which one sometimes wants to escape. The words form a spell: a plea for freedom, for understanding, for someone strong and eternal to recognise this fragility at least once.

The melody sways like candlelight in a temple: sometimes soft, sometimes breaking into a cry. This is not jealousy of someone else's beauty, but envy of the ease of being oneself - something that cannot be bought or begged for. The track is both a prayer and a battle, where ancient myth meets very modern loneliness, and from this mixture a strange, almost sacred power is born.