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The Willow Tree
02:33
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Instrumental
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Europa & Amalthea
04:41
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Gazing into the naive eyes for the first time, of a fragile tiny form.
Then awoke a protector, a friend, a love, an unconditional bond.
She he had to teach him of the evils by and large.
Keep him pure and ready for their charge.
He winds you up, but you wouldn't see another face in his place till you go to the willow.
Then all your love will act as a tribute, cause one day he'll join you in giving it all.
Between her lessons they dance like children, she teaches him how to fight.
Mother and father watch from the doorway, ensuring she's guiding him right.
He winds you up, but you wouldn't see another face in his place till you give to the willow.
Then all your love will act as a tribute, cause one day he'll join you in giving it all.
Someone for you, to play, to laugh and to fight.
Someone for you, to love, to lead and to teach.
Some day soon Europa leaves.
Someone for you, to love, to lead and to teach.
Some day soon Europa leaves.
Some day soon you will preach.
He winds you up, but you wouldn't see another face in his place till you give to the willow.
Then all your love will act as a tribute, cause one day he'll join you in giving it all.
Someone for you, to love, to lead and to teach.
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Phobos & Diamos
04:36
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Brothers dancing through the field.
Casting sticks and stones into the yield.
Sired with three years between.
To prepare the other for their final scream.
Their ghosts cry out from the past, the patriarch is just a sinner in a mask.
The keeper passes roles through blood.
Ready for when their kin lays with the mud.
Diamos beheld Phobos shinning bright.
Upholding the tradition he believed was right.
Their ghosts cry out from the past, the patriarch is just a sinner in a mask.
Their ghosts cry out from the past, the matriarch is just a sinner in a mask.
The pyre will take, the tree will give.
The pyre will burn, and he will bring an end to all.
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Io
02:22
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Instrumental
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Ritual & Tradition
08:06
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Now we see the end has come.
Fourteen years to perfect the blood.
With blades and fire, these souls begin to expire.
An offering, to nourish the great provider.
Instructed by the guardians, the eldest teach the young.
Cleaning their psyche, white washing the gray.
Condemned, like your sister's sister and their sister before them.
Condemned, like your brother's brother and their brother before them.
When the moon is blind, secret rituals initiate.
The guardians, take the elder to the sacred place, the roots have made.
Where they dare not tread, till they bring the life blood.
Condemned, like your sister's sister and their sister before them.
Condemned, like your brother's brother and their brother before them.
Now we see, now we see the end has come.
Fourteen years, fourteen years to perfect the blood.
Can't we see, can't we see another way.
To show our praise, show our praise without the loss.
To feed the maker, feed the maker without the cost.
Can't we see, can't we see another way.
Condemned, like your sister's sister and their sister before them.
Condemned, like your brother's brother and their brother before them.
Show our praise without the loss.
Feed the maker without the cost.
Can't we see another way.
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Instrumental
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TOOM Manchester, UK
Progressive and Post-Rock inspired Electronic artist based in Manchester UK
Mostly conceptual
based music
20 Years
Coming soon
Photo by Ste Holland Photography
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