One of my favorite albums ever, Bamboo's sophomore offering! It speaks for itself. Plus, the art work that accompanies the music ain't bad!

Maiden song

Blood fell on the tip of her lips as she promised one day to get out of this place. Hitchhike a skyrocket ride, to a place where she can finally hide, all the dirty rain that doesn't slide off her skin.

All the craziness that come when the moon rides the night.
A pack of wolves baying sound sweet in the garden moonlight.
It's a frightening music when you can't sleep at night,
Monkey paws knocking at your door,
asking for a name that you can't recall.

So be careful what you wish for,
cause it might just come true.
It happened to me, it can happen to you.
Wings drawn to the tips of the sun,
blindfolded mother will one day burn,
all her sacrificed children,
sleeping in a crystal urn.