Razia's Shadow: A Musical - Digital Booklet

R A Z I A ’ SS H A D O W

A M U S I C A L

F O R g I v e D U R D e n P R e S e n t S

R A Z I A ’ SS H A D O W

A M U S I C A Lt H e S C R I P t

C H A R A C t e R SO tHe SCIentISt Casey Crescenzo [The Dear Hunter]AHRIMA thomas Dutton [Forgive Durden]nIDRIA Lizzie Huffman [Man In The Blue Van]BARAyAS tHe SPIDeR Max Bemis [Say Anything]tOBA tHe tURA Chris Conley [Saves The Day]gARgUL tHe ORACLe Danny Stevens [The Audition]ADAkIAS thomas Dutton [Forgive Durden]SAngARA Dan young [This Providence]PALLIS Brendon Urie [Panic At The Disco]PRInCeSS AnHURA greta Salpeter [The Hush Sound]kIng MALkA nic newsham [Gatsbys American Dream]BARUkA AnD BABA, tHe BAWABA BROtHeRS kris Anaya [An Angle] and John gourley [Portugal. The Man]DOCtOR DUMAyA Shawn Harris [The Matches]

nARRAtIOn Aaron Weiss [mewithoutYou]

g e n e S I SNARRATION

This is the beginning and the end. The rise and the fall.

Our gait will begin its saunter at the source, when the

infant learns to crawl.

AHRIMAPlace your hand on mine. Untie your mind.

O THE SCIENTISTLet your bloated brain balloon and float away.

AHRIMAWet the end of the thread.

O THE SCIENTISTThimble upon your index.

AHRIMA & O THE SCIENTISTSet the needle on its path, bobbing up and down and past.

Tears and seams all turn to one with every stitch and

each spool spun.

O THE SCIENTISTFeed the line through its eye.

AHRIMADraw it from the other side.

O THE SCIENTISTPull the strand to satisfy.

AHRIMAThe need to compose.

O THE SCIENTISTThe genetic map.

AHRIMAThe scientific gap.

O THE SCIENTISTThe detailed blueprints.

AHRIMASwept away under carpets.

AHRIMA & O THE SCIENTISTAll we did was thread the eye of the silver splinter. We

simply planted the seed and nursed it through winter.

O THE SCIENTISTThe rest is up to you to do with what you’ll do.

AHRIMA & O THE SCIENTISTTo learn and love and laugh until the cycle circles back.

I’ll just separate, weigh anchor, disengage. Divide and

disappear. And see you in the mirror.

AHRIMAI’m a slave to the sight.

NARRATIONO The Scientist was the author and the architect. The

angels were His ink slingers, His actors and actresses.

His two purest talents were Ahrima and Nidria,

two destined hearts, bound by the same idea; the

unrelenting constancy of love and hope can rescue and

restore you from any scope. In her, Ahrima confided his

curbing frustration. His gifts had been exhausted. Oh,

how they’d misused them. She averted his passion and

eased his blood. And so he confessed it to her, he had

fallen in love.

AHRIMAA slave to your eyes.

t H e M I S S I n g P I e C eAHRIMA

What a splendid mess He’s made of this. O The Scientist and His Genesis.

He overlooked my gift and benefit. She’s the only one who knows what I

could’ve done.

I must be patient. They will realize what I know inside. I was meant to

lead this world to greater things. It’s my destiny.

Everything seems to fade when I see her face. The sky and trees all blur

every time I look at her. Nobody understood me ‘til her eyes fixed upon

me. My puzzle life’s complete now that I found the missing piece.

NIDRIADon’t you worry, boy. It’s a waste of time. Place your hand on mine. Untie

your mind.

We’ll just float away into the day. You’re not the only one who thinks

they’re falling in love.

You must be patient. They will realize what I see inside. You were meant

to lead this world to greater things. It’s your destiny.

AHRIMAEverything seems to fade when I see her face. The sky and trees all blur



You’re the meaning. Nidria please listen, I’d like to explain. I should have

told you sooner, it’s been gnawing at my brain. My mind’s in knots, it’s

got me lost. Please help me through the maze. You’re the key. The lock,

turning. The breaking of these chains.

NIDRIAEverything seems to fade when I see his face. The sun and stars turn dim

every time I look at him. Nobody understood me ‘til his eyes fixed upon


AHRIMAEverything seems to fade when I see her face. The sky and trees all blur



NARRATIONAhrima, the most gifted seraph, the utmost skilled of the cherubs, he felt

his aptitude and sleight were being misused, shamed. He repined this to O

The Scientist, who replied with a calm face, expressionless.

AHRIMADream with your eyes closed. Try and pluck the pearls from your bones.

L I F e I S L O O k I n g U PAHRIMA

Could this be the day I have waited for? When all my hard work doesn’t go ignored.

Maybe she was right; they will realize. I can change the world, open up their eyes.

They know I am more than some eager blood. Not some average bones, I believe in

love. I just want to prove I deserve this gift. I will change this world. Baby, this is it.

I can see it now. All the colors smear up and down the page, but the shapes are

there. I will build the lamps in this reverie, then they’ll understand this was meant

for me.

This is my fate. I can almost hear them say,

“Let the lamps shine! Let them burn so bright! Open all our eyes, shower us in light!

Let the lamps shine! Let them burn so bright! Set the sky ablaze, fill the night with

paint, smother all the shade, flood it through my blood, breathe it through my lungs,

give us all your love!”

They know I am more than some eager blood. Not some average bones, I believe in

love. I just want to prove I deserve this gift. I will change this world. Baby, this is it.

I can see it now, floating like a dream right above my head. Perfect symmetry. Lines

in harmony. I can see his face, when he sees the lamps, I can hear him say,


Let the lamps shine! Let them burn so bright! Set the sky ablaze, fill the night with



Dream with your eyes closed. Try and pluck the pearls from your bones.

All the plans pirouette right through my mind, become set. The lines become

definite. Glowing hues fill this vignette. Tall and proud the lamps will stand, built

from these two very hands. No one will be able to deny my skill nor love for you.

Dream with your eyes closed. Try and pluck the pearls from your bones.


Let the lamps shine! Let the burn so bright! Set the sky ablaze, fill the night with



You can’t change me. You can’t have me.

NARRATIONThe vision of the world had been realized, but the sculpture of the earth was looked

upon by jealous eyes. Ahrima refused to relent, he demanded to be heard; “Let my

unique deft hands be known!” he asserted. But even this brash avowal was met in

return by no mouthful. O simply just smiled. So, defeated and galled, Ahrima headed

for the darkness. No one seemed to understand. Only the shadows would hearken.

He sat in peace, but on his shoulder, at rest, perched a dinky, brownish spider, named

Barayas.

AHRIMAWhat have you done? I was your son. You can’t change me. You can’t have me. I’ll

simply leave.

t H e S P I D e R A n Dt H e L A M P S

BARAYAS THE SPIDERSo you’re Ahrima. Nice to finally meet ya. Heard so much about you, and

I hope it’s all true. I saw what they did.

AHRIMA

Yeah, such arrogance.

BARAYAS THE SPIDERI’m the spider. Crawl inside her.

I’m going to show you this once, and then you’re going to do it.

You have a special gift, but they still treat you like you’re a kid. It must

hurt so bad with a knife in your back. They don’t understand. This is

their last chance. No more idle hands. You’ll destroy the lamps, then

they’ll know who’s in control.

Bring those lamps back to me. Don’t leave them in one piece. Make sure

there’s a crowd, then tear them to the ground. Bring those lamps back

to me. Don’t leave them in one piece. It’s your chance for revenge. This

will show them.

Now it’s your turn. C’mon, like you mean it!

AHRIMAI have a special gift, but they still treat me like I’m a kid. It hurts so

bad with a knife in your back. They don’t understand. This is their last

chance. No more idle hands. I’ll destroy the lamps, then they’ll know

who’s in control.

BARAYAS THE SPIDERThey can’t stop you. Bring those lamps back to me. Go now! Don’t stop!

They underestimate you and your gift.

AHRIMATear those lamps to the ground! Let them cry their eyes out! Tear those

lamps to the ground! Let them hear the sound.

NARRATIONThe seed had been sown, now the evil would grow. His keen, young veins

were ripe for this aim. So Ahrima set forth to use the lamps as a torch.

And with everyone around, he tore them to the ground and, suddenly,

without warning, their creation was burning. Their design, ignited. All

that hard work, slighted. So Toba The Tura was sent to hold Ahrima

responsible for his mess, to ban him to this fiery abyss, while the

remaining found a new place to live.

t O B A t H e t U R ATOBA THE TURA

So you’re Ahrima, collusive dreamer. I watched the lamps fall, you pushed them

over. They say you’re gifted, well I just see a scared kid. They must have flipped

it, your skills are latent. O, you snuffed the glow. Replaced it with coals. Threw

away the throne. O, you snuffed the glow. Replaced it with coals. Burnt down my

home. You had a life of privilege, hope and love. But now that’s all gone. Maybe

the design’s flawed. So that’s why I’m here, to preserve the remainder of what

chance we have left at an existence. O, the desolate dirt. The raw, scorched

earth. It’s a trophy of your worth. O, the desolate dirt. The raw, scorched earth.

It’s a scar of my hurt. Your cold, wicked soul boasts a foul scent.

AHRIMANo, a stench.

TOBA THE TURAThe formidable taste of pure contempt. Every dark corner will soon see the light.

AHRIMAO, so bright.

TOBA THE TURAThe beaming flood will pour right through the blinds. My words will tear through

the air, pierce through the despair, to find your arrogant, throbbing ears. If it’s too

much to bear, or to hear, or to take, I’ll be frank, let my inflection be crystal clear.

This mess that you’ve made, it’s a six-foot grave. It’s a home for your lonesome

bones that remain. We’ll disappear, but you’ll stay here to rot as The King of The

Dark and Forgot.

AHRIMAWhat have I done? Please make me your son. What have I become? Destroyed all

I love.

TOBA THE TURAO, what have you done? Disobedient son, you’ve broken the trust of your

father’s love.

NARRATIONThe arid, fallow earth would be Ahrima’s new hearth. He would remain while

he watched his family strain, and the girl that he loved, vacate to a new place,

to start over on fresh terrain. And from his desolate throne he watched them

compose a mountainous wall of stone, to separate themselves from him. A

massive, jagged barricade to lock themselves in. Theirs would be the Light, his

would be the Dark. For a century these halves would wait. One world, set apart.

AHRIMAPlace your hand on mine. Untie your mind. We’ll just disengage. Float away.

t H e O R A C L eGARGUL THE ORACLE

What a tragic mess you fools have made of this. The soil’s

filled with vacancy. You’ve spoiled all the crops and seed.

This was a birth, a gift. You daftly wasted it. The dust and

dirt will stain your fists. You can’t escape your own skin.

AHRIMAEvery creation is plucked from a boundless hole of

perception, doomed to endure flaws of its fountain. The

boy will one day cross the mountains

GARGUL THE ORACLEAnd reunite this world’s divided halves, fulfill their

history. This is more than divine decree, it’s his destiny.

ANGELSSo please take heed of this prophecy. Lifetimes from now

there will be two chosen, bound to meet. Inside her lock

he will turn the key. Their love will be strong enough to

erase all the wrong we’ve done, return us to where we

belong, with the Light and Dark as one.

GARGUL THE ORACLEOne day the strands will mend. All the torn seams and

frayed ends will turn to one single thread. The cycle will

begin. The choices he made that day, to burn down what

he’d helped create. You have made this bed, now you must

sleep in it.

AHRIMAEvery creation is plucked from a boundless hole of

perception, doomed to endure flaws of its fountain. The

boy will one day cross the mountains.

GARGUL THE ORACLEAnd reunite this world’s divided halves, fulfill their

history. This is more than divine decree, it’s his destiny.

NIDRIASo take heed of this prophecy. Lifetimes from now there

will be two chosen, bound to meet. In her lock he’ll turn

the key.

NIDRIA & AHRIMATheir true love will be strong enough.

AHRIMATo erase the wrong we’ve done, the Dark and Light will

become one.

NIDRIA & AHRIMATheir true love will be strong enough.

AHRIMATo erase the wrong we’ve done, the Dark and Light will

become one.

What a tragic mess you fools have made of this.

NARRATIONTime flashed by for the Dark and the Light. The two

fragments, recessed, still left unaddressed, stranded

in unrest. In the Dark lived two brothers, Adakias, the

youngest, and the heir, Pallis. As children, of the lists of

myths, their favorite was the narrative of Holy The Sea

And The Divided Terrene. Adakias would always dream

of a destiny to leave, of fulfilling the prophecy. But he

was laughed at, fitted with an unfavorable grafted cast

for a foolish dreamer, a romance seeker. The streets

frowned, but deep down he screamed out. He knew there

was accuracy in the antiquated legacy. Legitimacy to the

famed sea. A quiet certainty to his fated fantasies.

A H U n D R e D - y e A R ,M I n U t e - L O n gI n t e R M I S S I O n

ADAKIASPlace your hand on mine. Untie your mind. Let your bloated brain

balloon and float away.

GARGUL THE ORACLEFloat away into the day.

ADAKIASWet the end of the thread, thimble upon your index. Feed the line

through its eye, draw it from the other side. Pull the strand to satisfy

the need to compose this entire naïve globe.

GARGUL THE ORACLETears and seams all turn to one.

ADAKIASSet the needle on its path, bobbing up and down and past. Tears and

seams all turn to one with every stitch and each spool spun.

t H e e X I tADAKIAS

Look at all that which surrounds me. I’m supposed

to call this home? The Dark has become so

overwhelming, so why don’t I just go?

SANGARA & TOWNSFOLKWhy can’t you be more like your brother? Together

you would rule the throne, the evil and darkness

would grow. This kingdom needs you!

ADAKIAS“Why can’t you be more like Pallis?” they always ask.

Could this feeling deep in me be the prophecy? As a

child I heard such wonderful stories of The Lamps,

and The Oracle, and Holy The Sea.

SANGARA & TOWNSFOLKSilly boy, you speak of fiction. Silly boy, you can’t just

leave everything for some fairy-tale ending, myth or

legend.

ADAKIASO, what’s the use? Maybe they’re right. What’s

the point of dreaming if it can never materialize?

Townsfolk are ashamed. Why can’t I live up to my

family name? Well it’s not me that you see, it’s just my

pedigree.

SANGARA & TOWNSFOLKYou’re a reckless and romantic rogue. Your head

is in the clouds. You’ll be chained here all your life,

shackled to the ground. You’re not the chosen one!

ADAKIASDon’t you ever dream of some place better? Or a life

that’s greater? Don’t you ever feel like you’ve been

destined for something bigger than your skin?

PALLISYou are so foolish. The Dark has been your home. If

you elope, I’ll hunt you down, through suffering you’ll

atone.

ADAKIASDear Pallis, you’re my brother, you’ve loved and

watched over me, but there’s something bigger at

stake, my purpose is this journey.

PALLISBrother, you are shortsighted, naïve and starry-eyed.

You are not the chosen one. This will be your demise.

ADAKIASBrother, I can’t help this feeling. My heart tells me to

run. You were meant to rule the Dark, I was meant to

see the sun.

Don’t you ever dream of some place better, where the

lights shine brighter? Don’t you ever feel like you’ve

been destined for something bigger than your skin?

I think I’ll just go.

NARRATIONAdakias, tired of fiction and bound by his ambition,

left his home for the city of Light. Disguised as a

citizen, his identity was hidden within a city that

sat glistening. He was eager for this new life. He

contemplated, and hated, why had he waited so long?

To flee his home, forever shaded, where the jaded

were never wrong. He took a deep breath, he was

finally gone. His hope was left strong that a meaning

would be found that had kept him withdrawn. His

stare had caught a light, and he fell for the sight. Her

name was Princess Anhura and she suffered from the

same strife. And, like Adakias, she spent most of her

time dreaming of a different life.

PRINCESS ANHURADon’t you ever feel like you’ve been destined for

something bigger than your skin?

I t ’ S t R U e L O v eADAKIAS

It seems to me like every star agreed to meet right over our heads tonight, to flex

their bright.

PRINCESS ANHURAThe light collects in your eyes, turns and reflects, jumps into mine. I’m a slave to

the sight.

ADAKIASMy hands shake. Our minds race from the thought of love, yet we curb our speech

because words are not enough. To etch this instant, burn this moment, into our memory.

Let go. Take my hand and trust in me. Anhura, can’t you see that we were meant to be?

It’s true love.

PRINCESS ANHURAI never would guess your touch could fill me with such thoughts to marry you, have

your babies, too. Is it too good to be true?

ADAKIASI can’t let her learn about my past. If she found out where I came from, she’d turn so fast

and not look back. I can’t go back, I just won’t go back.

PRINCESS ANHURAI can’t slow down. I’m scared I’m falling too fast. Adakias, can’t you see that I knew at

first kiss? We were meant to be.

ADAKIASDon’t you ever feel like you’ve been destined for something bigger than your skin?

PRINCESS ANHURADon’t you ever feel like you’ve been destined for something bigger than your skin?

ADAKIASI can feel it, affirming my significance, rendering me weightless, confirming my purpose.

PRINCESS ANHURATendons tensing in its wake, shifting my shoulder blades, trickling down my veins, it’s

subtle as a tidal wave.

ADAKIAS & PRINCESS ANHURAIt’s true love.

NARRATIONLove was everywhere, you could taste it in the air. The couple was eager to trade

vows, to float away and settle down. But first Adakias had to meet Anhura’s father,

his majesty, the one and only. His royal highness, the King. He had to kiss his

jeweled fist and bow to the crown. Kneeling on the ground, he would propound to

become her prince.

M e e t t H e k I n g

KING MALKASo, you’re the boy I’ve heard so much about from

my daughter’s open mouth. She’s described for me

wild fantasies of true love and ancient prophecies.

Did you think that you could waltz right in and steal

the Princess for yourself? Seducing her with empty

dreams and a rusting ring? Well I’m the King, it

won’t be that easy.

PRINCESS ANHURAFather, you don’t understand.

ADAKIASI’m not after your throne or jewels.

PRINCESS ANHURAYou can’t justify demands.

ADAKIASNot looking for a crown or holy rule.

PRINCESS ANHURAFather, don’t you understand?

ADAKIASI just want your daughter’s heart, you fool.

PRINCESS ANHURAYou can’t hold onto my hand, ‘cause I have found my

man.

KING MALKADaughter, my dear, please open both your ears.

There is something not right here. Well I can’t place

my finger on it, but this young man’s filled with

darkness. If you think I’ll just sit back and let this

slide, then you are mistaken. I will surely not give

up without a fight, ‘cause I’m the King, it won’t be

that easy.

PRINCESS ANHURAFather, you don’t understand.

ADAKIASI’m not after your throne or jewels.

PRINCESS ANHURAYou can’t justify demands.

ADAKIASNot looking for a crown or holy rule.

PRINCESS ANHURAFather, don’t you understand?

ADAKIASI just want your daughter’s heart, you fool.

PRINCESS ANHURAYou can’t hold onto my hand, ‘cause I have found

my man.

ADAKIASPlease sir, let me say something on my behalf. I

love your daughter and she, well, she loves me

back.

ADAKIAS & PRINCESS ANHURAAll we have is love, my King, so let’s sing ‘la-da-

da-da’!

NARRATIONDenied by the King and his greed, the pair would

indeed be married in secrecy. But before they had

agreed when and where to meet, the Princess felt

queasy and weak, could barely speak. Adakias

knew instantly why she was so green and what

had caused the disease. It was his proximity. She

was ill from his company. Evil’s ubiquity. You

can’t run from your history. Your past will seek

you, endlessly. He knew the only remedy to her

viral malady resided and abided on the opposite

side of the petrous levee and its harsh, barbed,

concrete peak. So while avoiding the leak of his

true identity, Adakias convinced the Princess of

their leave. They would meet with a specialist,

and rid her blood of this. He kissed her on the lips

and assured her a life long-lived.

H O L y t H e S e ABARUKA BAWABA

Please take a seat. Let me tell you both a tale of love and hope. It’s a

story that you may have heard before, told as mythical lore. But this

translation is clear, unlike the embellishments that have reached

your ears. There was a boy who shared your bones, your eager blood,

your affinity for love. He had it all in his hands, and he watched it all

turn to sand.

ADAKIASIf this boy they speak of sincerely sits atop my family tree, then I was

truly meant to leave the Dark, down this path set out in front of me. I

will reunite this world’s divided halves. Fulfill my history. This is more

than divine decree, it’s my destiny.

BABA BAWABADigging ‘round the deep, only missing out on sleep. Chasing ‘bout my

head like the wolf that found the sheep. Don’t go digging ‘round there,

you be slipping bit too much. Milling muck and mud with the mind

that lost its touch. I been traveling ‘bout in time, never stepping out for

much. Deepest of the deep with the wolf that lost those sheep. Because

it’s more than a little but less than a bunch, found their way around with

the blind that lost its touch.

BAWABA BROTHERSThe choices he made that day to burn down the world he’d helped

create. Don’t be scared, kid. You’re gifted. Follow this stream, and live

out that prophecy.

Watch out for the wicked ones who call themselves beloved ones.

Beware of the medicine before you lay your head again. Watch out for

the wicked ones who call themselves beloved ones.

NARRATIONSo they arrived at the doctor’s camp, his crude shack. A shanty with

walls of broken glass, light leaking through the shattered cracks. And

though he was cordial, the young couple was doubtful.

ADAKIASIf this boy they speak of sincerely sits atop my family tree, I was truly

meant to leave the Dark down this path set out in front of me.

NARRATION...for the longshoremen had warned them to keep a close eye on their

adored ones. But they had journeyed for a reason, they were here for

the medicine. To cure the infection. But nothing could prepare him for

the events that would ensnare them. All he could do is trust what he

knew. He would listen to his gut and live for his love.

D O C t O R D O C t O RDR. DUMAYA

Welcome to my humble abode, please don’t mind the mess. Just nest

yourself down comfortable, let the doctor do the rest. Dear ghost, you

look white as a sheet, just have yourself a seat. Open wide, say ‘Ah!’

Let the doctor take a peek. Now I must admit I knew you’d come, the

boy and his love. Eloped to save her from disease, wash your hands of

her blood.

I don’t want to alarm you, but you certainly are ill, stricken with a

sickness deadly enough to kill. Even the strongest man would drop dead

where he stands. I urge that we make haste if you are to stand a chance.

Now what you got ain’t no quick fix, it ain’t no common cold. What you

need’s a bona fide doctor’s miracle. Now the thing about miracles is that

they don’t grow on trees. They don’t fall from the sky, you need a doctor

like me. Lucky for you, you found me, so the rest should be no fuss, but

before we get to saving lives there’s a few things to discuss.

Now I’m sure you’re wondering, what’s in it for me? Surely I would not

perform these miracles for free. I’m not asking for a lot, it won’t cost you

a dime. I just want the Princess here with me ‘til the end of time.

I promise to take care of her, well rather, she’ll take care of me for the

rest of her life in the Dark, fulfilling doctor’s fantasies.

PRINCESS ANHURAI can’t do this.

ADAKIASBut you must, Princess.

PRINCESS ANHURASign my life away?

ADAKIASIt’s the only way. Trust me, I know how this must go. Just do what the

doctor says.

NARRATIONHe mixed elixirs and philters, pried scrolls and read excerpts. He

spoke in foreign phonetics and read runes from ancient relics. Stirred

ointments with potions, and unctions with doses. He whisked it ‘til

smoke rose and seeped into her nose. The illness had relinquished. The

doctor had fixed it. The cleansing accomplished, their love was free

to flourish. But before it could sink in, the front door was kicked in.

Standing in its place was Pallis. Driven by malice, he had barged in to

challenge Adakias to prove their love. Their word wouldn’t be enough,

Pallis needed it in blood.

t H e e n D A n D t H e B e g I n n I n g

PALLISI’ve been tracing your steps, along with your dainty, exquisite

guest. Across mountain land and serpentining seas, these two

have been on quite an odyssey. But you’re a fool to think this

princess could ever really love a couple of poor boys like us.

She requires riches recherché, riding with rodomontading

roués.

ADAKIASCasanovas have charmed with chiffons, so chichi. Chased her

with their conceited coteries.

PRINCESS ANHURAMaharajahs have magniloquently mouthed their love for me

through their menageries.

ADAKIASShe’s been propositioned, propounded by every pompous

prince. Given panniers of peerless pears and plums, polished.

PRINCESS ANHURAI’ve been seduced with shimmering, sparkling stones. Squired

by suitors to sizable chateaus.

ADAKIASAnd I’m the one she chose.

PALLISI understand how you can love a man of truth, so why don’t

you just ask him where he spent his youth? Oh, look at her

face. She really doesn’t see that you are from the Dark and

you’ve been lying through your teeth.

ADAKIASAnhura, please listen. I really can explain. I meant to tell

you sooner, it’s been gnawing at my brain. Now you know the

truth, but that knowledge shouldn’t change the nature of our

love. We’ve broken through the chains.

PALLISI’m sure that she would care to hear your acumen, as to how

your presence is the reason she is sick. But I suppose it’s in

vain, since her life is ending, when I thrust this blade into her

heart-a-thumping.

ADAKIASBrother, no!

PALLISBrother, what have I done? My blade has pierced your side.

This was never my intent. O, God, please stay alive.

ADAKIASDear Pallis, you’re my brother. You’ve tried to protect me,

but your dagger’s edge finding my flesh, it truly was my

destiny.

PALLISBrother, I was shortsighted. I ignored your cries. You really

are the chosen one, the calculated sacrifice.

ADAKIASPlease listen to my last words before I fade away. This is my

gift to you “Live for your love every day.”

PALLISPlease don’t let your tired heart stop beating. You’re

bleeding. Just keep breathing.

ADAKIASYou will take care of this spinning sphere. I’ll disappear and

see you in the mirror.

ADAKIAS, PALLIS & PRINCESS ANHURAPlace your hand on mine one last time and kiss me goodbye.

Take the love inside my mind before I die.

ADAKIASBefore I die. Please don’t cry.

NARRATIONThe mountains seceded. The Light and Dark depleted.

We lost Adakias, but regained our science. Our world

was finally reunited. So this is my cue of where to leave

you. Now it’s your story to retell and pass on, because

an idea is only relevant if it’s being thought upon. So

remember, never surrender, because the unrelenting

constancy of love and hope will rescue and restore you

from any scope.

Casey Crescenzo appears courtesy of triple Crown RecordsMax Bemis appears courtesy of J RecordsDanny Stevens appears courtesy of victory RecordsBrendon Urie, Greta Salpeter and Dan Young appear courtesy of Fueled By Ramen RecordsShawn Harris appears courtesy of epitaphKris Anaya appears courtesy of Drive-thru RecordsJohn Gourley appears courtesy of equal vision RecordsAaron Weiss appears courtesy of tooth & nail Records

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER John JanickPRODUCER Casey BatesDIRECTOR thomas Dutton

RECORDED AT Casey Bates Studio in Shoreline, WAENGINEERS thomas Dutton & Casey BatesADDITIONAL ENGINEERS Seth Johnson, Casey Crescenzo, vanessa Harris, Pavan grewall, kris Anaya, Chris ConleyMASTERED BY Ue nastasi at Sterling Sound

ARTIST & REPERTOIRE Johnny MinardiMANAGEMENT Russ Hubley & Andrew Cook at Run Management

BOOKING Mike Marquis at ellis IndustriesMARKETING Cyndi LynottONLINE MARKETING Jason Russum, Adam SamiljanARTWORK Blaine FontanaLAYOUT/DESIGN Alex kirhznerART MANAGEMENT kristie Borgmann

DRUMS Rudy gajadharADDITIONAL DRUMS Paul Dutton, Andy Mannino, kendahl kapetanADDITIONAL PERCUSSION & INSTRUMENTATION Paul Dutton & thomas DuttonADDITIONAL VOCALS Paul Dutton, Chris Bateson, Spencer Mertel, Randy nashORCHESTRAL ARRANGEMENTS Paul Dutton

ALL LYRICS & NARRATION WRITTEN BY thomas Dutton, except “Holy the Sea” by thomas Dutton & John gourley.

ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY thomas Dutton & Paul Dutton, except “the exit” and “It’s true Love” written by thomas Dutton, Paul Dutton, and thomas Hunter.

PUBLISHED BY thomas Dutton Music (BMI) and Rolo tamasi Music (BMI) © 2007. Lyrics reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

THANKS TO Casey Bates, Johnny Minardi, John Janick, Cyndi Lynott, Bobby Darling, Russ Hubley, Andrew Cook, Mike Marquis, Lizzie Huffman, greta Salpeter, nic newsham, Casey Crescenzo, Chris Conley, Max Bemis, Alex kent, Danny Stevens, Seth Johnson, Brendon Urie, Ryan Ross, John gourley, kris Anaya, Shawn Harris, Dan young, Aaron Weiss, Mike Weiss, Charlie Adams, Will noon, emilee Seymour, tim kirch, Randy nichols, Mike kaminsky, Joe Calitri, erick Charles, Adam Samiljan, Jason Russum, evan Brock, emily Conrad, Melissa Uselton, Amy Zaglauer, emily Rubino, Jenna Miller, Megan Rondeau, Blaine Fontana, Mike Shea, Scott & Danielle at Crush, thomas Hunter, kyle O’Quinn, Phil Peterson, nikko Hartikainen, Dyna, Sascha & nicky, Randy, Roy, Jesse, Bateson, Spencer, envy Boys, Scott Weber, Jostin Darlington, David kalani, Andy Mannino, kendahl kapetan, and triple Crown, J, victory, epitaph, Drive-thru for being so cooperative.

PAUL WOULD LIKE TO GIVE SPECIAL THANKS TO thomas, Casey, all my friends, Sean, mom and dad, the composition faculty at Western Washington University, and lastly to the untouchables: Brian Wilson, Burt Bacharach and Rivers Cuomo for their unending inspiration.

THOMAS WOULD LIKE TO GIVE SPECIAL THANKS TO Paul, Casey, Johnny, John, Bobby, all the amazing singers who appear on the album, and my loving family and friends. this extensive, ambitious project would have never been possible without all of you.

1 g e n e S I S (ft. Casey Crescenzo)2 t H e M I S S I n g P I e C e (ft. Lizzie Huffman)3 L I F e I S L O O k I n g U P4 t H e S P I D e R A n D t H e L A M P S (ft. Max Bemis)5 t O B A t H e t U R A (ft. Chris Conley)6 t H e O R A C L e (ft. Danny Stevens)7 A H U n D R e D - y e A R , M I n U t e - L O n g I n t e R M I S S I O n (ft. Danny Stevens)8 t H e e X I t (ft. Brendon Urie and Dan young)9 I t ’ S t R U e L O v e (ft. greta Salpeter)1 0 M e e t t H e k I n g (ft. greta Salpeter and nic newsham)11 H O L y t H e S e A (ft. John gourley and kris Anaya)1 2 D O C t O R D O C t O R (ft. Shawn Harris)1 3 t H e e n D A n D t H e B e g I n n I n g (ft. greta Salpeter and Brendon Urie)

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