The opening tracks set the tone for the remainder of the disc; the eerie instrumental fragment "Breathing Bull" bleeds into "Winter Shaker," a number highlighted by gothic moaning and Edwards's echo-drenched delivery of the phrase "all His glory." Just as striking are the mystical "Twig," based on lines penned in the fourth century, and "Slota Prow/Full Armour," a dark montage that finds our hero "in the helmet of his salvation/With his belt of truth." The effect suggests an ancient figure slowly emerging from history's mist.
Throughout Mosaic, Edwards guides listeners into the distant past. Lord only knows if he'll ever return.
