In my mouth, I held her still-beating heart. The witch’s laughter reignited the hunger within them.Įveryone sought to sate their thirst for vengeance.īut when I came to my senses, I saw us reflected in her empty eyes. It’s been sweetened with the hatred of countless, fallen Dragons." Her hoarse voice pealed mirthfully at some unknown joy. Which could wash away even the fear of the one you claim a tyrant?" "Tell me, how many dragon hearts have been pierced by the power of erasure, "I am the seventh witch of Eternal Winter, Erethea." Things I’ve never seen, heard, or experienced, but somehow, I was present in them all. It was the blood of my dead kin, interwoven with their resentment, their hatred, their tears Įtched in this torrent of blood were the final memories of my kind. The air was thick with the stench of blood that flowed from her jaws, torn to the ear. Someone was waiting there, with arms outstretched. The aperture dilated, growing brighter as the barrier crumbled away. Like the pupil of an eye, in the barrier that marked this bitter path’s end. With my death, I will usher in the ruination of the golden mountain."Ī shriek rang out, and a brilliant ray of light, puncturing a small hole, Until a voice, steeped in malevolence, called out from that bitter path’s end: Whenever such thoughts came to me, they echoed in a voice not my own,įettered wings are nothing more than a blight upon one’s back.įor so long, Dragons were pinned beneath the tyrant’s claw, Soaring triumphantly into the sky, a reminder I yet lived, however.įor that brutal tyrant still reigns the skies." On this path bereft of color and life, I often wished to hurl myself off its edge, Gathering bones upon bones of my fallen kin. I walked, and I walked, along an endless cliffside path, Only then will the long-lost paradise of dragons return."Ī place so unattainable, it may as well not have existed. How much of its overflowing power can a mere mortal bear?Īnd that flame which fuels it must be extinguished. Recording this album was a chance to be sad, angry, confused and try to find a way to come to terms with the grief the best we can through music”.įor more about Awaken I Am, check out their WEBSITE and their FACEBOOK pageĭon’t forget to follow all the songs featured on our FRESH music feature.A flame that can consume even the gods. On the EP’s title, McKenzie adds, “Through all of the pain our goal was to take a completely tragic situation and make something beautiful from it which brought about the name “The Beauty In Tragedy”. Some directed towards their fallen brother, others at the responsible party – those songs from those sessions proved to be both cathartic and inspiring. Apart from two songs written before his passing, all the titles entirely focus as a tribute to Oakley. We shared the same dream with him and we hope to make him proud by keeping that dream alive with “The Beauty In Tragedy”, their new EP which includes the track “Kin”.įollowing the accident, the remaining members of Awaken I Am dove straight into the writing/recording process with producer Taylor Larson (The Word Alive, Asking Alexandria). While in the US, the band was able to cut “Dissolution”, sadly the final recording starring Oakley.ĭrummer Luke McKenzie divulges, “Dissolution’ was the last track we had the privilege of recording with Connor, he was so proud of it. On the morning of May 15th, guitarist Connor Verner-Oakley’s 22-year-old life was cut short by the hands of an intentional reckless driver, whose unsuccessful attempt took the wrong life. Australian band Awaken I Am release a new EP in the face of tragedy.īy Christopher Smith As their first US tour came to a close in March of 2018, tragedy struck Awaken I Am on their home soil in Brisbane, Australia.
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