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Here, prayer is intertwined with temptation: it sounds like “Santa María, save me,” but between the lines you can sense something completely different - the desire to drown again and again in a dangerous storm. The female image here is not just a muse, but a natural disaster into which you throw yourself without an umbrella and without insurance, knowing that you will drown, but not resisting.

The music rumbles like a thunderstorm: flashes of light, heavy air, tension in every chord. In this story, salvation and destruction go hand in hand - either a prayer for protection or an admission of weakness in the face of one's own passion. And the stronger the storm, the more attraction and alluring danger there is in it.