Monday Music: ThouShaltNot – Trial by Fire

ThouShaltNot – Trial by Fire, from the album The White Beyond.  Synthpop.

My computer is back in service, but as always when I have a bad crash, I end up having to reconstitute my music collection all over again.  I must have ripped at least 70 CDs over the past few days; let this be a reminder to me to burn all my mp3s to a recovery disk so I don’t have to do this constantly.

Anyway, this particular song works nicely for my primary antagonist/pain-in-the-necromancer, Shaidaxi Enkhaelen.  By book 3, it’s no secret that he has a penchant for Pygmalion- or Dr. Frankenstein-esque bodily experiments, to the point that he’s the architect of the Empire’s conversion efforts.  And while there are a few others in the game, no one does it better.

He’s got an odd philosophy about it, though, which I think this song captures.


Here and now, it doesn’t matter the highway you have taken
For now as you awaken, you’re underneath new skin
I’m setting you in motion and opening your eyes
And underneath these skies you’ll forget all whom you’ve been
I dust away the plaster from off your breathing body
You’re touching your autonomy, you’ll never be the same
And fingers grab at nothing
For the first time they are feeling
For the first time they are healing
As I whisper your new name

Sculpt your nature within
I am your Pygmalion
Go now into the world
Trial by fire, trial by fire

The passing of an hour, the splitting of a fraction
A chemical reaction is waiting to fluoresce
Your mind is still rewiring, the colors of the morning
The sound of hornets swarming, the glow of my caress
And have you seen the outside, the world that lies beyond us
Where streets are paved with jaundice, where innocence forgot?
And have you seen the future?
So hard is it to hold you
So hard is it to mold you
To something you are not

And can you live on your own?
I give you up, I turn to stone.
Go now into the world,
Trial by fire, trial by fire

Here, now, start to move
Uncertain with each step you take
What is gentleness beyond my eyes
Beyond my bodyscape
Turn, look, one more time
See me brimming with saltwater brine
Away you run
Away I give

About H. Anthe Davis

Worldbuilder. Self-published writer.
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