ALVA (THE SOUNDTRACKS)
Die EP, mit der alles begann.
Alva – The Soundtracks ist der Soundtrack zum gleichnamigen Roman von Alva Fjällström, einer autobiografisch gefärbten Geschichte über Ausgrenzung, Erschöpfung und die Stille derer, die eigentlich hinsehen sollten. Und die EP ist der Ausgangspunkt von Jorundr.
Fünf der sechs Tracks sind direkt zum Buch geschrieben und greifen verschiedene Perspektiven auf das auf, was Alva durchmacht: der Klassenraum in Death of an Innocent Heart, das leise Aufwachen in We See You, die Erschöpfung in No Energy Left To Try, und in But When the Drums Start Shaking das, was letztlich hält: die Musik selbst. Aurora's Embrace (Track 2) ist ein reines Instrumentalstück, eine Atempause zwischen den Erzählmomenten. Aurora's Silence ist der Ausblick – ursprünglich für die Filmadaption des Romans geschrieben, die momentan aus wirtschaftlichen Gründen ruht.
Der Klang bleibt bewusst nicht bei einem Genre. Die härteren Tracks arbeiten mit Metal und Rock, dort wo der Text draufhaut. Aurora's Silence öffnet den Klangraum weit auf und wird symphonisch. Musik als Werkzeug, das sich der Erzählung anpasst – nicht umgekehrt.
Was diese EP zusammenhält, ist keine Genre-Klammer, sondern ein Blick. Nicht "so ist die Welt", sondern "so fühlt sie sich an, wenn man sie so erlebt". Alles, was danach unter Jorundr entstanden ist, zieht seine Linie von hier.
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Lyrics:
Death of an Innocent Heart
Shadows crawl across the classroom,
you’re the target in their eyes.
Every whisper cuts you open,
every laughter feels like knives.
They don’t see the soul they’re killing,
don’t hear the silence as it screams.
To them it’s just a passing moment —
to you it shatters all your dreams.
Every word — a blade again,
tearing deeper through your skin.
An innocent heart ripped apart,
falling faster in the dark.
They praise your face, they praise your grace,
but never see the war you face.
They say, “She’s pretty, she must be strong,”
but they don’t know what’s going wrong.
They see the mask you try to wear —
not the fire burning there.
If they knew the wounds you hide,
they’d fear the storm you hold inside.
But they just strike and walk away —
while you bleed out day by day.
Every word — a blade again,
carved into the child within.
An innocent heart torn apart,
slowly fading in the dark.
They praise your smile, they praise your light,
but never see the endless fight.
How loud must silence roar
before they hear you breaking?
How deep must sorrow fall
before the world awakens?
Every scar, every lie,
pushes you closer to goodbye.
No one knows what shadows say
when innocence is stripped away.
But somewhere buried in the flame,
a dying spark
still speaks your name.
But when the drums start shaking…
When the world grows loud around me,
and my thoughts start tearing through,
every bruise inside my memory
wakes and pulls me out of view.
But when the drums start shaking,
something in me stops breaking.
’Cause the bass holds me together,
when the shadows climb too high.
It won’t heal the scars I carry,
but it keeps them from the sky.
Metal doesn’t make me whole—
it just anchors down my soul.
The bass holds me together…
when I’m losing all control.
Every whisper tries to drown me,
every day feels twice as long.
But the guitars cut right through the aching,
turn my weakness into song.
It doesn’t make me better,
but it keeps me here forever.
’Cause the bass holds me together,
when my mind begins to spin.
It won’t fix the things I’ve lived through,
but it keeps them caged within.
Metal doesn’t heal my pain—
but it keeps me on my lane.
The bass holds me together…
when I’m shaking in the rain.
The scars remain,
they never fall.
But with the sound,
I stand through all.
I’m not okay—
but I don’t shatter.
With every beat,
I feel what matters.
’Cause the bass holds me together,
when I’m close to breaking down.
It won’t silence all my shadows,
but it keeps them from the crown.
Metal doesn’t set me free—
but it’s heavy enough for me.
The bass holds me together…
so the darkness won’t take me.
We see you
You stand alone in the shadows,
a quiet heartbeat in the cold.
Your eyes are full of hidden stories,
a little soul afraid to unfold.
You think you’re fading into silence,
that no one feels the weight you bear.
But every tremble in your breathing
is calling out for someone there.
We see you,
we see the light inside you.
We see you,
you are not invisible tonight.
We see you,
a spark beneath the sorrow.
We see you,
and you don’t have to hide.
Come let the music warm your spirit,
let every frozen fear release.
You are not the ghost they made you,
you are a soul that longs for peace.
We see you,
we see the fire waking.
We see you,
stronger than you know.
We see you,
step into the light now.
We see you,
and you’re not alone.
No Energy left to try
They told her just to focus more,
as if her strength was on the floor.
But all the weight she kept inside
kept pulling down the parts she’d hide.
They meant it well, they meant it kind,
but every word cut through her mind.
Empty isn’t weak—
it’s the fight no one can see.
She was fading through the hours,
lost in battles underneath.
They thought strength was just a choice,
but her spirit wore too thin.
Empty isn’t weak—
it’s where breaking first begins.
They told her she should smile again,
to blend in with the other kids.
But every breath she tried to take
felt like a wave she couldn’t break.
They didn’t see the cracks in her,
just who they thought she should become.
Empty isn’t weak—
it’s the storm no one believes.
They thought time would make it better,
but she struggled just to breathe.
They said strength would make her whole—
but it shook her weary soul.
Empty isn’t weak—
it was taking all control.
They tried to help her rise again,
but calm can still be cold as ice.
Empty isn’t weak—
it’s the truth they never knew.
She was drowning in the silence,
while they said she’d push on through.
Empty isn’t weak—
it was everything she knew.
Aurora’s Silence
The wind still hums the songs I knew,
the fjord reflects the silver hue.
The stars above begin to gleam,
I breathe, awake inside the dream.
No fear remains, no shadow near,
the light has whispered: you are here.
In Aurora’s silence, I am whole,
the sky unfolds my wandering soul.
No longer lost, no longer small,
I rise within the northern call.
The world is still, the past is gone,
the ice beneath begins to dawn.
Each spark of green, each glowing thread,
reminds me why I’m not afraid.
I walked through storms to reach this calm,
the light now rests upon my palm.
The forest sleeps, the sea stands still,
and peace becomes my quiet will.
In Aurora’s silence, I am free,
the night and I in harmony.
No crown, no chains, no need to fight,
I’ve found my truth in northern light.