This track will be one of the bonus tracks of my upcoming first (industrially pressed) CD "Ombra - ReVisited".

The whole "story" of this release will be told somewhere else; as far as this special track is concerned:

It was conceived and produced back in late 2009, as part of the sessions of the original "Ombra" album released in early 2010, but not included therein.

It is one of my rare tracks to feature lyrics, spoken, in this case - a surreal poem, that goes like this:

I.

the silent word that lay sleeping
beneath the silken sheets has risen;
like a phoenix, like a rocket - like a flame...

above the darkened river,
above the waiting frames
of cities bare of people,
of widows, bare of pain.

a cold wind travels with it
along the silver line

the child inside lies waiting
and the child's name is: time...

II.

so, we walk behind the green gras...
so we walk behind this line
while the child keeps sleeping,
while the child is feeling fine

we dance among the furnace,
among the stars - a little while,
we walk beyond the gardens,
and we open up the shrine...

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