France 1920,
It's been two years after the war and I still can't remember myself. Sometimes it's seems I'm hallucinating.
I started seeing things after the bombs fell. Maybe the time underground made me like this, but I still can't place myself. I see a child playing... My mother calling him, but he won't listen, like he is trapped on his own head. "When I was a child, I heard voices
Some would sing and some would scream
You soon find you have few choices
I learned the voices died with me."
Somme, France 1920
February 1st,
I was in the hospital after the conflict,
I got many visitors, some I knew from the battlefield, others were just a blur in my mind. One of them called me Charles and gave me this address. It lead me to where
I am now, a house located in the red zone in Somme. Don't know why am I here.
Flashes came to my mind when I entered the house. The smell of fresh bread and
a call from a old lady. Now the only smell that is left, is of powder.... War made this. And I bring war wherever I go.
War is inside me and I can't bear it anymore.
I'm not a child anymore.
The trenches made me a man and a man full of terrors. And now those terrors haunt me and speak to me through images. Maybe I came here to know my fate,
to have my peace.
Who knows... I feel this will be the last place I stand! Someone is calling me again....
"All you have is your fire
And the place you need to reach
Don't you ever tame your demons
But always keep them on a leash"
Somme, France 1920
February 1st,
I was in the hospital after the conflict,
I got many visitors, some I knew from the battlefield, others were just a blur in my mind. One of them called me Charles and gave me this address. It lead me to where
I am now, a house located in the red zone in Somme. Don't know why am I here. Flashes came to my mind when I entered the house. The smell of fresh bread and
a call from a old lady. Now the only smell that is left, is of powder.... War made this.
And I bring war wherever I go.
War is inside me and I can't bear it anymore. I'm not a child anymore.
The trenches made me a man and a man full of terrors. And now those terrors haunt me and speak to me through images. Maybe I came here to know my fate,
to have my peace.
Who knows... I feel this will be the last place I stand! Someone is calling me again....
"All you have is your fire
And the place you need to reach
Don't you ever tame your demons
But always keep them on a leash"