Light is nature's guiding force. It fills the coffers of nature's bounty, providing every living thing with it's own particular sustaining essence. Blood that shadow dwellers take with a savage thirst. Where sustainer and co-mingle lays the discrete border to the territory of Lights, a swath of land bathed in transformative moonglow and the illusory. Here, for every virginal vocal harmony a vampiric riff lies in wait, each dulcet tone risks transformation into snarling beast, and ghost-like apparitions infest the rafters, unseen but duly felt. Lights embody the mixture of Pop beauty and Psychedelic horror that has compelled millions to shiver in fright and ecstasy. Join us. Language of Stone. 2008.