"DEEPNESS OF MY SOUL" is an evocative exploration of surrender to a greater power, encapsulating the transformation of an individual into a vessel for entertainment in the pursuit of fame. This work delves into the dichotomy of desire and exploitation, portraying the longing for more than monetary gain— an idealistic fame that requires the complete sacrifice of one's being.
The artwork grapples with the societal pressures of double sexualized standards, particularly in the roles of a wife and an entertainer.
It challenges the viewer to reflect on the fantasy and labor expected in these roles, and the profound emotional and spiritual depths one must give up in an independent identity. The speaker asks for empowerment and clarity, yet still within the confines of the controller's desires.
What is sought after in a woman of power often requires the stripping of female sexuality, yet in many industries of entertainment sensuality must be upheld.  The censorship of media outlets for sexual themes is selective for benefit of large producers and revenue influencers, only selling the self to a greater power of conglomerates provides social acceptance of provocative work in mass media. Relinquishing autonomy of one's image binds the self to the treatment of one's body and persona as commodities, subject to the desires of an external force that profits from vulnerability.
There is distinguished conflict between pleasure and the necessity of submission. This tension creates a profound disconnect between personal authenticity and the constructed identity required for public consumption. The speaker offers themselves—body, labor, and the depths of the soul— ultimately seeking a deeper form of  fulfillment, one that transcends the empty promises of fame and material success.
The piece displays glorified transfiguration into a form of utilization and purpose, symbolizing the release of modesty, much like the strike of a hammer, the tightening of a screw, or the hard purity of steel—each embodying the idealization of self-satisfaction."

As the speaker rests in prayer, she makes her plea of surrender.  

A violent egotistical yielding up to social conformity in expression.


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Lyrics
Tell me
How do you want me
Master
Spell caster
Point me
In a direction
Afflict your pain
On my missed conception
Cut into me
Arrange the order I must be
To give me
Satisfaction in my need
Take me
Under control
I'll give you labor
I'll give you deepness of my soul
Give me power
Give me light I can control
Tell me
How you want me to take mold
I offer you the deepness of my
soul
I want more than just your gold



Produced by TAN/A + ZDÂM
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