The journey through darkness is long,
But the truth in his heart keeps him strong.
The wound in his side, crimson stains on his heart,
His sword broken now, the battle lost from the start.
The road now before him winds on,
He remembers a long forgotten song.
The song that he sings is a tear from his soul,
A sadness fills him now as the memory grows.
The war of the roses rages on,
But for him the time to pass has come.
The land of the dead the lonesome purge of his sins,
He rides through the night the final journey begins.
To the island and valley of Avelion,
Where the rain never falls
and the sun softly cries to the sea.
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As with previous releases this is a solid album from start to finish which continues the storyline, themes and signatures perfectly.
'Enigma' and 'Another Same' are on par with or superior to many commercial offerings by established prog artists.
The Waters, Wilson and Hayward influences shine through once more but I also hear song writing very much in the style of Difford and Tilbrook, 'Trough of War' & 'Another Same' probably being the best examples.
These chaps are the real deal!
rex-the-younger
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BBT are standard bearers for modern prog, with a sound that evokes the spirit of those legendary 70s bands whilst managing to also be thoroughly contemporary. It's astonishing that over 30 minutes of music of this quality, with such high production values, is being made available for free - and their full albums are also very reasonably priced... Eleventh Earl of Blah