The opening strains of Plague and the Moonflower draw us inside a world alive with civilisation's dreams and fears, as we see rivers and oceans soured by the Plague Demon, the dark and grasping side of Man's flawed nature. The dusty fate that could await today's forests and pastures is foreshadowed, while the angelic voice of the Child's Carol stakes the rightful claim of future generations. This angelic voice gives way to a fiery satanic dance in honour of the twisted energy and reckless greed that press onwards to the brink of disaster.   A Masterwork ... a driving force of melody, image and language which never for a second relinquishes its dramatic hold on the enraptured audience. The Telegraph

Man bleeds his poisoned heritage into the rolling silence The river takes its burden into the night Carrying time secretly into scum filled corners Lapping undisolved onto suffocating beaches Grimly oiling its way onwards Far from its mountain womb It breathes itself into the sea...