„Et in Chaos omnia vertuntur.“
"And all things return to Chaos."
— Ovid, Metamorphoses I, 30
(Written in 8 CE, this epic traces the transformation of the world from primal disorder into divine and human form – and reminds us: all creation carries the seed of collapse.)
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Deadlock is:
Sabine Scherer
Dave Grunewald
Sebastian Reichl
Maximilian Tofelde
Stephan Kronzucker
Alexander Finzl
Persephone:
Jenny Paris
Music Video Credits:
Director: Dave Grunewald
Director of Photography & Editor: Mirko Witzki
Assistant Director of Photography: Sebastian Pielnik
Hair & Make-Up: Juliane Köckeritz
B-Camera Operator: Baris Aydin
Set Photographer: Marc Körner
Best Boy: Sandro Besmehn
Special Thanks:
Erika Winter
Thanks:
Axel Tischer, Franz Engel & Mario Neumann of Sport-Center Dresden
Song Credits:
Produced by: Sebastian Reichl, Dave Grunewald & Maximilian Tofelde
Lyrics by: Dave Grunewald, Sabine Scherer
Mixed by: Deadlock & Christoph Brandes at Iguana Studios
Mastered by: Christoph Brandes at Iguana Studios
Recorded by: Sebastian Reichl at Slaughter’s Palace & Maximilian Tofelde at Deadline Soundworks
All music and visuals © Deadlock 2026
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Lyrics:
Are you there, Persephone?
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up – Persephone
She lingers where the daylight dies
Among wilted blooms and hollow days
She takes a breath so weak so thin
(And) under blackened skies life falls away
Oh Persephone, your fire fades,
a dying ember in dusty shades.
You were the green, the life we knew,
but now you’re gone, and we go too.
Half the year in darkness bound,
where shadows thrive and greed is crowned.
Hope withers where no light is found
As she departs, (As she departs) the world grows still, (the world grows still)
The blossoms fall down where roots can’t fill.
A hollow wind obeys her will
Wake up – can you hear the earth still cry?
Wake up – beneath a burnt and ashen sky.
Wake up – will you rise to set us free?
Wake up – are you there, Persephone?
She calls for help but no one hears
The earth in grief begins to fray
And shadows fall in fiery spree
„come back to me“, she pleads in vain
Oh Persephone, your fire fades,
a dying ember in dusty shades.
You were the green, the life we knew,
but now you’re gone, and we go too.
Half the year in darkness bound,
where shadows thrive and greed is crowned.
Hope withers where no light is found
As she departs, (As she departs) the world grows still, (the world grows still)
The blossoms fall down where roots can’t fill.
A hollow wind obeys her will
Half the year (Half the year) in darkness bound, (in darkness bound)
where shadows thrive and greed is crowned.
Hope withers where no light is found
As she departs, (As she departs) the world grows still, (the world grows still)
The blossoms fall down where roots can’t fill.
A hollow wind obeys her will
In barren lands where drought takes hold,
no breath remains, no roots, no gold.
Her voice is lost in dread,
the earth lies broken, gray and red.
(Wake up) Our pleas dissolve, the path is bled,
(Wake up) The silence grows, the light has fled
(Wake up) Persephone is dead.