Soul in a rough box, waiting to be revived. A beautiful essence of all that breathes, concentrating vital information. Waiting to be revived . From the forgotten pits of shame. Attempt to achieve, achieve composure. Express. Repress, feel. Transcend the existence of limits. Feel. Isolating particles of sapience, enclosing paragon of growth. Depart. Depart. Bound by our feelings, trapped by negative thoughts. Cast away by our mindless beliefs. We failed. We're back were we started. Human again.
I’ve seen some amazing prog bands come out of France lately and this is another one, one of the best..
I’m in amazement at the complexity of what’s been accomplished and recorded here. I’m not a fan of scream and there’s not much of it, mostly reserved for late in the song, is that 8 strong guitars?? Low baritone awesomeness and the drumming is outstanding. I wish I could do that.
Do it again please.
Check out Black Neon District for more France based prog goodness. Deej