An original musical unfolding in 18 songs over two acts.

15 Homes We Don't Forget

“Messiah of Shrinking Shores” unfolds like a sorrowful parable — the story of a soul who gave everything, only to be abandoned by both Heaven and Earth. Written in poetic form years ago, the lyrics speak in third person, echoing the voice of someone who once carried the burdens of others, now discarded, worn down, and left with nothing but silence. “The ashtray of God” — a chilling metaphor for spiritual obsolescence — captures the depth of his disillusionment, culminating in the heartbreaking surrender: “Let me sink into the flood.”

This song gives voice to that universal moment when we feel used up, overlooked, and forgotten — when the world no longer sees us as valuable, only convenient. Hungarian vocalist Fati Urbán lends her angelic, haunting tone to these emotions, adding an ethereal fragility that elevates the pain into something strangely beautiful.

Though the song carries the atmosphere of gothic and doom influences, it never settles into one mood. Progressive metal elements weave through its structure — the intro and outro riffs pulse with complex time signatures, and the chorus rides on staccato rhythms that resist collapse. It's both a lament and a protest; a farewell and a final cry for meaning.

-----------------------------------------------------------------

MESSIAH OF SHRINKING SHORES

He clung with nails of wood so tight,
Scratching the fresco-black of night.
Obscured he wrote a gospel’s rhyme, 
Ashtray of God, clandestine grime.

All that he saw, all fails did stay,
No skyey dew would fall his way,
breathing desert dust-eating life,
rotten finger-flesh, he played a strife.

If he was saved, he tore his crown,
blood-stained tears fall, like storm pour down,
showing his fake gloriole,
he will baptize you, he will bury.

And as he climbed the western sky,
the stars within themselves did die,
"Embrace me now, and take my blood” 
said “Let me sink into the flood."

Horror Sacri

Messiah of Shrinking Shores

When every war is lost
And every hatred spent
Some folks will throw a ball
And some will boo
With nothing left to feel & do

Hep hep-hep!

Don't start assumin'
What makes us human

Huh huh-huh
Chet-chet
Hey-ey-ye pom

When I was a child
I did believe, I did believe
In Socrates
And all the Greeks who said that
We could all be good

I sat and smiled
As teachers taught we were the greatest
Fought the hardest
Just to win back
A tiny fraction of what used to be ours

It's understood
The meek & mild must toughen up
When something greater is at stake
A martyr acts
when lemmings leave

No wreaths for cowards!
It took the dying of a world to make it clear
A Holy War rings 
The gold in someone's purse

We did some bad things
But soandso did so much worse...

When every tribe is lost
And all the money spent
Some folks will drown in song
And some will jeer
With no-one left to kill in fear

Hep hep-hep!

Got caught presumin'
What makes us human

Huh huh-huh hek
Chet-chet
Hey-ey-ye pom

I'm still that child
But many reasons and excuses later
I just try to keep afloat without
Kicking my neighbor down

And failing bad
Do I blame the strings that have us tangled
When the strings were made by
Drowners like myself?

What if it's something we can't help?

What Makes Us Human?

Melodic progressive metal with brass jazz infusion from the debut self-titled album by Red Dust of Mars

Atlas

Eyes Close

[Verse 1]
I whispered soft as your eyelids fell 
Tales of shadowed realms where spirits dwell 
Every laugh, every tear, every sigh 
Carved in night where echoes lie

[Verse 2]
Awareness burns, a candle in stormed skies 
Desire calls the night, curiosity reigns 
The echoes linger where memory remains

[Chorus]
Echoes beyond, ride the blackened wind 
Every soul returns, reborn again 
Merge, dissolve, awaken anew 
Through endless echoes, life flows through you

[Verse 3]
Hands once held now pulse in twilight veins 
Whispers of you in shadowed rains 
Entropy cleaves what time has worn 
From smoldering ashes, new life is born

[Bridge]
Hands I held will touch again 
In hidden worlds where chaos reigns 
Entropy prunes, yet sparks remain 
Guiding the cycle, the eternal refrain

[Chorus reprise]
Echoes beyond, ride the blackened wind 
Every soul returns, reborn again 
Merge, dissolve, awaken anew 
Through endless echoes, life flows through you

[Outro]
Through shadowed halls, through silent skies 
The cycle hums, it never dies 
Fragments of you, forever drawn 
Into the echoes beyond the dawn

Echoes Beyond The Dawn

Falling Leaves

Title track from our title track from our debut album out now!

NEW ALBUM OUT NOW! LISTEN HERE!

SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/album/1kb6C7OYXgbehQhJ9sOZOo?highlight=spotify:track:7b2Gsa6jg7gHWIj0Hnc29A

APPLEMUSIC - https://music.apple.com/gb/album/too-broke-for-money/1843961534

YOUTUBE - https://www.youtube.com/@Slash66Music

SOUNDCLOUD - https://soundcloud.com/slash66

Lyrics - 

Too broke, too broke

Wallet’s empty, tank on E
But who needs cash when we’re wild and free
Skip the rent, burn the mail
Turn this night into a fairy tale

We don’t need your validation
We’re the broke-ass generation

I’m too broke for money, but I’m rich in friends
Living off pizza crusts and weekend plans
Laugh at the bills we’ll never pay
Who cares anyway

Too broke but still alive
Rowdy as hell, we’ll survive

Too Broke For Money

Title: Where Dreams Collide with Light: An Emotional Trance Experience
Description:
Dive into the emotional side of trance — heartfelt vocals, sweeping melodies, and euphoric builds that tell stories without words. This playlist celebrates the human spirit through sound — every drop a heartbeat, every melody a memory.

Featuring: Emma Hewitt, Dash Berlin, Gareth Emery, and more voices of light.

Atlas

Red Dust Of Mars