The Opium Healers were born of a thousand frustrations and creative overload from a Storybook of once upon a time and happily ever after.
While recording their full length debut CD, the Beautiful enlisted the talents of Big City Trash to further explore the creative hash pipe for the daily activities. While driving down the Big City Highway and before a Marsh of Peepers, BCT had revealed to them, the glory of the ancient mystics. Yes it was them, the Three Ring Of The Nazarene. They that are and have been the keepers of the Opium Healers.
In the the years of the great Opium Wars, the Healer was contacted by the Maji (The Big City Trash) who feared for the Healers safety and so in turn obtained the murderous services of a secret order of the Hassasin, Three Ring Of The Nazarene. Many of those of the Hassasin, in later years went on to be known as the Yowhe De Hem. Not Three Ring Of The Nazarene! True to their vows, Three Ring Of The Nazarene, sought for nothing more than it's goal. It's purpose, it's task.
Instead of protector the Hassasin were the enslaver. Keeping the Healer locked away in solitude so as to "protect the lonely sheep". The Hassasin was sure that the Healer would ruin the moral fabric of society.
Not able to Draw the Line, the moral fabric continues to be eroded. Further from morality, closer to the darkness each day. It is a sad time. A time of much terror and despair. It is true that soon all that is made will be remade, undone. All that still is becoming what was and behind what will be.