
Chapter II: SELF DESTRUCTION
WARNING: This is where the damage begins!Intense, brutal, and unapologetically honest.
This isn’t a cry for help. It’s raw and unfiltered.
No makeup. No mask.
Dark — but with a flicker of hope..
Self Destruction is the second chapter in the Tíðafar saga—a concept album that confronts the raw and often unspoken realities of mental and emotional turmoil. It’s not designed for comfort; it’s an unflinching exploration of pain, self-doubt, and the shadows that can envelop the human psyche.
Through a tapestry of fragmented memories and visceral soundscapes, the album delves into themes of shame, fear, rejection, and self-criticism. Tracks like My Worst Critic, Circles, and Rejection lay bare the destructive inner dialogues that can consume us. Wake the Fuck Up captures the harrowing experience of sleep paralysis—a metaphor for feeling trapped within one’s own mind. Meanwhile, Self-Correcting Perpetuum and the title track strive to articulate the often inexpressible cycles of inner turmoil.
Yet, amidst the darkness, there are glimmers of hope and resilience. Dare to Dream encourages the courage to pursue one’s aspirations despite inherent fears, while Get Back Up serves as an inner anthem, urging perseverance in the face of adversity. These moments suggest that even in our lowest points, there exists the potential for growth and transformation.
Self Destruction is not just an album; it’s an invitation to confront the depths of our own struggles and to recognize the strength that can emerge from vulnerability. Whether you see yourself in these songs or recognize the journey of someone you know, may this music offer a path through the despair—a testament to the resilience of the human spirit.
I know how those dark thoughts feel. I’ve been there.
And I know there is a way forward—even when it doesn’t feel like it.
That pain will shape you. It will prepare you for the rest of your life.
Musically, this is perhaps the darkest and most aggressive chapter—
with elements of nu metal, industrial rock, and raw emotional intensity.
But beneath the surface, there is stillness, vulnerability, and a longing for peace.
Self Destruction was not made to be comfortable.
It was made to be real.