| Song by Hungry Lights|
from the album The Awry Ascent
|The Awry Ascent track listing|
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"Wither" is track ten on the Hungry Lights studio album "The Awry Ascent." Remember that this is a summary, not the entire story! It is like 10% of what is actually going on—just the skeleton. It is a rough translation of what is literally going on in the lyrics. There is also a figurative story that is taking place at the same time which goes much deeper and does not involve the fictional character Prill, but that is up to you to find :) It is much easier to discover the hidden meaning when you grasp a decent understanding of the literal meaning first. These are your puzzle pieces, and I highly suggest you study them before pursuing the next albums in the sequence, otherwise emotion and information will be lost, therefore connections will be missed!
During "Wither," Prill has finally entered the lair of the beast. A calm has painted the scene with quiet waters, downed ships, and light flurries of snow. Prill's imagination is now running wild. He is afraid, but he is also excited and eager to get started because he has already come too far to turn around. He has boxed himself in, and he does not even know it (as again, the lyrics are being told in past-tense/hindsight).
Prill wonders how exactly he is going to get home after he makes the catch. Fothcrah is allegedly an eighty ft. forty thousand lb. plesiosaur, and he is in a tiny sloop... Then somehow Prill is notified that she (Fothcrah) has awoken from the abysmal depths, and despite the odds, he casts—telling himself that he has everything under control. He is unsure if she will take the bait, but he drops the line and does his thing anyway.
It happens that Prill is startled by the reality of the situation, but again... he is in far too deep to turn back now. The storm becomes exceedingly violent, and Prill is very afraid—petrified, but he sees no way out. He feels that he has to keep going. He refuses to turn back and let go. Lightning cracks the sky and strikes down on his boat, but somehow Prill manages to hang in there. He then realizes how crazy and insane he truly looks because what person in their right frame of mind would undergo such chaos and danger? He continues to cast, ignore the signs, and ignore how much he has changed since "An Outset In The Sea."
Metaphorically, this is one of the most powerful chapters in "The Awry Ascent" because it shows the painful and violent decline of Prill's character as he obsesses over his goal, plunges headfirst into the madness and the doom, and still somehow thinks he will come out on top. He still thinks he has a chance and that he can beat this, despite the friction/resistance he feels—despite all the people who have failed before him, he still thinks he has it all under control.
Imagination was crawling across the water
Across my head-cove
Afraid of what sight!
It mitigated valor, removed all courage,
Canceled my progress, and left me abashed
My walls were rising, and I'd not see them
Until my shadow was three times my size
O' how would I get back unscathed and unbroken?
And now, in this moment of paralled focus,
We'd hold this trade
Deep in the crux of the ocean, she had awoken
Behold all her wonder!
I cast—did my lie
O' would she ever bite to taste the lure?
A shaky hand in place for the reel and turn
What my reflection turned into denies all of truth and burns
My soul trapped by mirrors of fire!
The flames emanate the lie,
And the way was shut
O' I am festering in misery!
Inner-strength's begun to wither
The path I walk's been overgrown with vines and thorns
-Crushing all that grew,
And strangling my truth til' I am barely breathing
I've been doomed!
Then lightning struck my brow
Raining daggers cut me down
But I did not let go...
I never would let go!
It cracked the sky
I could not—would not—should not be a hero
At sudden, breaching from the clouds,
Another burst of brilliance!
And in the crashing down,
It split my vessel—overturned
And holding onto what was left had kept my faith secured
My god had shown his hand!
And the knives of rain came down!
And the waves would lurch and swell!
And any who crossed my way would think me all but sane
I cast again and watched it glissade through my fingers,
Tremoring outside the comfort of their chrysalis
Such metamorphosis took place here tonight
- An earlier conceptualized name for this song was "Capsized."