In 2019, the song I Pray for Love was finished.

I had just returned from traveling to festivals with Metallia, full of momentum and ready to release this new piece in early 2020.

Then COVID hit.

The world froze. But for me, life went into chaotic motion.

During lockdown, I was asked to move. I saw 84 apartments before I found a home.

I was exhausted, disconnected but eventually, I landed.

Weeks later, I reopened the session. Nearly a year and a half had passed.

Listening with fresh ears, it felt like someone else’s song.

But when I heard the first verse, my heart dropped:

“Alone in a dying world, no escape and no return…”

“…I wanna change—I’m heartbroken.”

I stopped the playback.

That version of me was no longer here. And I knew:

this wasn’t the message I wanted to send into a grieving world.

I didn’t want to add to the heaviness.

So I spoke to the song like an old friend:

“Your time has passed. I’ve heard you. But now, let’s transform.”

What followed was one of the hardest creative processes I’ve ever experienced.

Not to rewrite it… but to lift.

To lift the song, I had to lift myself.

It took years.

Of singing the song from new emotional places.

Each version revealed more light, more truth until it finally revealed itself.

Now, after these many years, the song is complete.

What began as a cry of heartbreak has become a prayer —

or love, for clarity, for the self that endured the silence and chose to rise.

🎧 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/20tUbrq23LfIlltQ6OQ8WP
🍎 Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/i-pray-for-love-single/1819309848
💿 Bandcamp: https://olitunes.bandcamp.com/track/i-pray-for-love

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