Now, who could've known that this desert would barge into this nest to feed its young?
Moments like this should outstretch our lives.
The hours before I stare into infinity.
A life that's taken its host and wears their eyes.
Has he seen what's past this ether's ruse?
Every step she'd take, new rules were made.
Yours were not by her design.
Now, who could've known that this desert would barge into this nest to feed its young?
Moments like this should outstretch our own lives.
The few hours before I take your life.
A life that's taken its host and wears their eyes.
Has he seen what's past this ether's ruse?
Is she there to see every step we take?
New rules were made.
Yours were not by my design.
This desert doesn't speak, but if it could it would tell us this wind has changed its pace to end the human race.
My gun's drawn toward my son.
My sun...
... son.
Every step we take, new rules are made.
You were flawed by my design.
supported by 18 fans who also own “House of Hoarded Sands”
Masterful production - deep, slow enough and a feast for your headphones. Inspiring arrangements and soul-searching vocal performances from a vast array of styles and voices. It's a mega-album, a world of its own. Up there with all the greats of the symph-prog genre. I just can't have enough of it. I like the balance between drama and calmness - always keeps you on your toes, gasping for more peaks and highs. Bordering on perfection - almost the best thing ever done in the progressive world. Uri Breitman
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022