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kyrasantaeTuuli – The wind. The wind is an artist. Dancing grasses in fields. Songs in rustling leaves. Paintings in desert sands. In the raw, the wind can be powerful, even destructive. Wind can be as gentle as a refreshing breeze, yet can be as strong as a hurricane. But that intensity can be harnessed and put to good use. The artist that is the wind never ceases its work for any reason; it never tires; it is never exhausted.
Mustasydän – Black-heart. Black – the colour of my hair and the colour of my heart, tainted with the pain of death and resurrection. There was once an end to all hope, an end to all innocence; and in rebirth I was made into the wind- the artist that I am. Death renewed my senses, opening my eyes to the world and ending my naïveté.
But there was one thing that never died. And that one thing was music.
Am I getting a little too heavy with the NW-allusion ("End of All Hope," "End of Innocence," "Kuolema tekee taiteilijan (Death Makes an Artist)"...) in the second section that it sounds contrived? It honestly isn't contrived, but first impressions matter with those who have never known me. The KTT allusion could also be read as my interpretation of the song, which I suppose could be a good thing...
Mustasydän – Black-heart. Black – the colour of my hair and the colour of my heart, tainted with the pain of death and resurrection. There was once an end to all hope, an end to all innocence; and in rebirth I was made into the wind
But there was one thing that never died. And that one thing was music.
Am I getting a little too heavy with the NW-allusion ("End of All Hope," "End of Innocence," "Kuolema tekee taiteilijan (Death Makes an Artist)"...) in the second section that it sounds contrived? It honestly isn't contrived, but first impressions matter with those who have never known me. The KTT allusion could also be read as my interpretation of the song, which I suppose could be a good thing...
