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It is the night

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andiH
A lavish progressive rock odyssey drenched in symphonic grandeur and fearless genre-blending: fuse classic prog ambition, psychedelic swirls, bluesy grit, Canterbury whimsy, space-age jazz-rock grooves, folk melancholy, classical sweep and glistening electronica into sprawling, concept-driven atmospheres, Intricate, ever-shifting arrangements, indulgent cosmic jams, luxuriously overstuffed yet elegant structures, Velvety jazzy-rock pulses underpin the foundation, crowned by wildly melodic, funky-blues guitar solos that weep, soar and seduce, Ethereal keyboards drift between buttery jazz flirtations and haunting mellotron cathedrals, Tender melancholic passages bloom into towering, heart-stopping symphonic crescendos that radiate pure 1970s English prog majesty, Breathy, lighter Canterbury-tinged moments bring playful, almost whispered reverie—before the next tidal wave of drama crashes in, A sonic journey that soothes, exhilarates and quietly aches—lush, excessive

It is the night, so deep and still, My heart can bear no more to stay; It flees to you against its will, It flees, it cannot longer weigh. Upon your breast it falls like stone, And sinks into your heart's own deep; There only, there it finds its own, Where two as one in silence sleep. Only in you it comes to rest, Lies at the bottom, calm and true, Secure within your endless breast, Within the eternal depth of You. Only in you it comes to rest, Lies at the bottom, calm and true, Secure within your endless breast, Within the eternal depth of You. Only in you it comes to rest, Lies at the bottom, calm and true, Secure within your endless breast, Within the eternal depth of You. Only in you it comes to rest, Lies at the bottom, calm and true, Secure within your endless breast, Within the eternal depth of You.