©2024 Shining Shards. All rights reserved.

This is an early look into the flavour of our first chapter, but lacking one thing before its early release: Quinn Conway. 

               "War, he can see it coming,
                  Pandora's box opening,
            With messages across the sea.
                 Italian Marconi Company,
                Oh, the world was thinking.

                                Behold,
                          A seed befell,
    For greed and power wrought from what 
                          one could tell.
   A mind control manifests from the scare of 
                           Orsen Welles.
                 Oh, this world is sinking!

                               Industry!
             The surgery begins in 1857:
                        The assimilation.
                             Indian Act,
                         Treaty in hand,
                        Sleight of hand!
                    Liquid sands contain,
              What numbs every incision.

                            A pill a day,
                         A spirit earned.
            Whether past or present day,
                     It's a piece of land,
                      A culture burned.
               Oh, this world is winking.

                          Enter the rest.

          The Broadcasting has a foothold,
        Lies are on acceleration evermore.
  There's a psychopath with a microphone,
       All aboard the train but you won't be
                           coming home.

   Six million six point stars. (Maybe more?)
    Blazed to ash. (Blotted out by the furor.)
                   The culture they hate,
                         They annihilate.

 (break: D–Day Prayer & The Eleventh Hour)

                     Lightning on the dirt,
                     And blood in the sky.

               And all their souls are gone,
                     Lost without a trace!

And this world is shrinking! (Enter their test.)

      The tin soldier's done what he's told.
With nothing left to do at the end of the war.
   Each time you close your eyes you relive,
          Things done so your friend could've 
                                    lived.
                           Your mistakes,
                        You can't forgive!

                   What blessing beheld:
                    A cure from the Well.
        There is a saying I remember well.
       Drops of His blood lift dirt to the sky,
     In Him who paid, the reconciled abide.
 He waits for the day to free those who hide.
          When the war-torn Hero marries 
                       the wartorn Bride.

  When they returned from their quarrels and 
                       terror-filled days,
  They perceive themselves murders stealing 
                              the praise,
   They condemn themselves for friends who 
                        died in their place,
  If only you could tell of one whom their past 
                         could be erased?

You see, wars never really end,
They just go inside your heart.
The brokeness and infection,
Of emotions, and a soul's score.

Wounds so bad they overflow,
From defeated hands, to you they're thrown. 
Until something brighter can cut through,
Till the Surgeon's hand has the shrapnel removed.

This Man said the Truth shall set you free,
By His stripes we are healed if we simply believe.

He asks, 'Do you want to be healed?'.

And the world stood blinking."

This recording follows from Brett & Hudson's studio work done with the help of Geoff Dresser, who offered us to use his studio to make this. It follows a lot of character growth, and this recording is chronologically, a journey to teamwork within the band.

In A Blink (Sneak Peak—this demo will self-destruct in a week)

A letter to those struggling with emotional turmoil, anger issues, depression, suicide.

This one's for you. As we enter the final arc, all those loose ends lead us here!

SYNOPSIS

2022 years ago, the Protagonist would cross to the Place of the Dead. An adversary since the Dawn of Time called this Place of the Dead his stronghold. But this Protagonist, this man, would bear immense physical & emotional suffering, & ultimately would lay down his life for those who were unworthy, & those tortured by their own iniquities. While they were still wrongdoers, he decided to go in their place. This guy was beaten, gauged, tortured, insulted, & killed, all because he loved them too much to see them without hope. Without eternal hope or existential hope.. without the Healing Hope. This is the Story of our God, who died to give you a fighting chance to have that true forgiveness, healing deep wounds, & mending chasms between common man, spoken in the native tongue of the true, old-school rock nerd.

Musical flavour inspired by the works of Terry Brown (April Wine/Rush), Chilliwack, Led Zeppelin (*strictly in regards to musicianship), David Bottrill (Tool/Crown Lands), Greta Van Fleet, Styx, Blue Oyster Cult & Pink Floyd, to name a few.

Enjoy? Shed a tear? Whatever you may do, be reminded of how much He really loves you. I hope we helped a bit. We love you, & more important, the main character of this story did this with you specifically in mind. Don't let anyone or anything steal this wonderful Truth from you.

💎.

LYRICS

It's safe to say,
Hell broke loose,
Its power, fear and men wake where they lay.

A tree on a back,
The man carried by,
To kill Him!
Is the Fool's goal. (Was a mistake.)
(From Satan's grip, the keys to Hades pried!)

Jesus breathed his last,
And His soul fell through Earth's basement floor.
How naïve the keeper of the hole to pull Him through the door.

Lashes to gashes,
Flesh to rust.
To save those unworthy,
Die, he must.

At the Holy Temple's prison walls,
A veil lay torn in two.
At that moment the demons turned.
They turned away with word our God had won the War!
Thus in trials and tribulations,
Thou shalt repeat!

In trials and tribulations,
We find our lives cut short,
But fear not for eternity,
Isn't less but more!

And the Lighthouse in the Word of God,
Will lead you safely shore.

In God, Security.
In God, Victorious.
In God, Eternity.
In God, we trust!

Jesus will restore flesh on the bone,
A promise, God kept by being stripped of His own.

If ye doubt so much,
Who did Thomas touch?
The Almighty Son of Man did not teach us to fear as such!
(The Almighty Son of God did not teach us to fear as such!)

Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust.
The monger of death,
End he must!

To the serpent it seemed a gift
(Ashes to ashes!) (Oh-oh),
That God allowed His hands to lift
(Dust to dust!) (Ah-ah),
But the rugged cross was a double cross
(Oh the, monger of death) (Ah-ah),
The chess move where the Devil lost!
(End, He must!)

You are free.
The worst, is over.
Rest in God.
He will restore.

Take my hand and sin no more.
You are who I came here for.
Take me now. My life I bow.
No questions asked, no "why?," no "how?"

From death by sin, Jesus has risen!
The same with us, as we rest in Him.

©Shining Shards 2024. All rights reserved.
Production
Brett McLean,
Quinn Conway,
Hudson McKee.

Rec. Engineers
Bryce Bodnarus,
Tilon Ward.

EPILOGUE:
8 months of prep & journ with this family led to a single fateful day of reckoning. We executed 4 runthroughs of the song, the last of which, you are listening to. Hudson McKee, drummer of Shining Shards came in, sick as could be & despite his physical condition, defiantly layed down this uncut drum layer. Quinn Conway brought a unique vocal interpretation from the ideas Brett presented him, & has been praised for bringing something new to the table. Brett had to refine, redefine, & execute a perfect 11+ minute take of the song without mistake on his Turser. This is the finished mix. Enjoy.

A Trojan Horse for the Devil (LP Version)

Ring descending.
Fire from hell.
People naïve and happy,
'Till the hour fell.
(We thought "all is well"?)

Their tempers are rising,
Like the embers that blow.
But fire is coming,
To the valley below.
Neighbours, walking blind,
They're runnin' out of time!

The flames march on 'n on,
They sway and fly,
Over the saplings',
Wheezy cry.
Songs as they sway from side to side,
Oh the coming, of the big, red tide.

Oh, House of Hatred,
Dwelling of Doubt,
Hospice for the Helpless,
Our merciless metropolis,
In a valley facing Consuming fire,

The land is tinder-dry,
On an alter where you'll learn.
That if this land is your heart,
God pleads "it's your turn,"
To *light* this cauldron of,
What must be burned!

(guitar solo)

The stars have fallen.
Steeples destroyed.
As war is calling,
Out into the void,
Many men will die,
Leaving Truth for lies.

The world has taken,
Jezebel's hand.
She led their eyes away,
From God's Helping hand,
Our wounded to No Man's Land.

Captives to pleasures,
Humanity's loss of form,
And deadly yokes,
Stuck in our arms,
Leading us far, far from Home,
Unbenounced, into the blackness of the storm.

And you! Who triggered our alarm!
You, who sent His kids into a world of harm,
You're gonna wish ya had a milestone wrapped 'round yours!
And if you do not repent, your payback will be the worst!

The forests are burning,
So are our hearts,
For Christ to bring healing,
Perhaps through our words and guitars?
This is why we write.
You'll know what He'll burn, and He's coming back to make Life right!

Misrepresented horribly did they,
The God who loves you,
Who'll heal you today!
We're so sorry they stood in his way.
Whether by God's blood or a lake of fire,
These wrongs will be paid.
So leave, the past, behind.
It's okay.
And if the monsters come back,
All you gotta to do is pray!

(c) Shining Shards 2024. All rights reserved.

Big Red Tide (no drums, rough - will self-destruct soon.)

This is the new official home for the Shard fanbase to hear all our early releases and samples. And a hospital for the broken heart.

The fanbase includes those who love classic rock, or love powerful lyrics, and those who want music that stays true to the Bible, and want the Kingdom to be brought in unique ways.

Here, you will find:
1. Official Studio Releases with backstory.
2. Demo releases for feedback & improvement.
3. Quinn & Brett's songwriting discussions/critiques.
4. Us answering "fans'" questions.
5. Ideas drafted for making concert-culture more Kingdom-oriented.
6. The "making-of" type interviews.
7. Playlists of good music and powerful Christian songs.

Without further adieu, WELCOME TO THE ROCK AND ROLL MINISTRY! 💎.

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