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A Dark Concept…

Things have gotten away from me since the last entry… It’s been three weeks since we got here and I don’t think my feet have touched the floor since we did. Well, having said that there are more than enough occasions where you come down to Earth with a bang.

I cannot fathom how much pain and suffering is being dealt out here in the name of whatever we’re meant to be fighting for. The constant stream of flights coming in past the PHF and on into the heart of camp defy belief. An incessant flow of amputees, gun shot wounds, IED victims and the various other injuries and conditions which result in the launch of what has, unfortunately, become a perfectly coordinated process involving the men on the ground, pilots, nurses, surgeons, firemen and God only knows how may others.

On a positive note it seems that, over the last week or so at least, most of those efforts have not been in vain and the number of those who have passed away is significantly lower than those who have been flown in. Small blessing, I assume, for those who must live with their injuries.

It’s overhe this tableau that I’m currently trying to form lyrical concepts for what will be part of the next Morpheus Rising album. Needless to say that, at this point, much of the flow is dark and introverted with the prose concentrating on those thoughts I dare not air in decent company…

Pete and I had discussed at length what we might get out of this process, especially when you consider that many of our original songs were the result of a previous trip over here, or at least the aftermath of that period and we feel that there is plenty of opportunity for us to produce a unique product from this experience.  As the next few months go by you’ll find more information becoming available on the band’s site and the blog… In the meantime I’ll try to keep to my word and (from now on at least) update this one weekly. Until next time, here’s a taste of the dark side:

Buzzsaws and night lights force unwanted into dreams
Cause Nightingales to sing no more of distant lands of green
As dust storms clear and sirens sing to herald the return
Of Kings unsung, though not alone, to start their journey home

Needless to say it’s going to be a journey into the realms of epic gothic prog metal concepts the likes of which you’ve never seen, or heard, before :o)

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