The Path of Shadows

When the night is not just dark, but seems to have deliberately turned off the light inside, this composition comes on.

Where instead of words there are ghosts. Instead of verses, there are cracks in the universe.

This is not just a track, but a theatrical production on the verge of sleep and panic attack: here is a symphony of pain, a dance with one's own shadow, and chaos that has long forgotten that it should have a script. But at some point, something alive suddenly breaks through the veil of doom - not light, no. Rather, a strange glimmer. Like the reflection of the moon in a puddle after a storm. And now the darkness is not a monster, but an old fairy tale.

Sad, yes. Disturbing - very much so. But beautiful to the point of giving you goosebumps.

And for some reason, that makes it easier.