Intro

First it hits you with the thrilling sound of the guitar. Those strings set you in a certain rythm. The sweet perils of notes are shaken off the instrument like drops of water from a greenery of maple tree foliage after another pluvial morning. Still there is this split second of anticipation when you are just about to hear it. Then it goes. Tubes appear, extending the background, making it distant, almost bottomless. And in some weird sense even heroic. By that time the roots have been ingrained. And they soothe, relieve the urge. Together with the drums that suddenly kick in a second later. Strong, regular beat marching right into your ears. With such a submerged, deep tone, one of a kind that goes right into the very core of your bones. Now the whole picture is growing, volume slowly climbing up. And the vivid bouquet of intense percussion undertake the role of the saint protagonist. In a moment this crescendo will reach its peak - its most dynamic velocity. Now's the time I usually take to enjoy music. It drives you a bit lower and becomes much calmer, just to prepare you for a hell of a moment... tremendous. And I personally cannot wait for those emotional voices, rather theatrical croon. A multilayered space of interconnecting melodies in this mellifluous harmony. Purely sensational and complete.

Listen, and hear it for yourself. That's just the Intro

I feel so small and insignificant at the end.