a little background and the tracks

cryptic nature - koos After being an active songwriter, bassist, guitarist and vocalist in several bands I thought it was time to try out something radical: To create a Rock Opera on my own – from the writing and recording (and playing all  instruments myself) all the way to mixing and mastering the project – and find out if I could pull off something of this magnitude…

As it turned out it became a road littered with bumps and potholes, successes and falling flat on my face at times only to pick up the pieces and boldly continue – learning from the mistakes I’ve made – eventually finishing the whole thing.

Creatively and technically it is the accumulation of all my skills – composing arranging performing Sound designing mixing and mastering – and it has been a journey during which I’ve improved on my know-how, learned a lot of new things got to know some wonderful people along the way!

Band:   Koos Thönissen – Guitars, Synths, Basses & Fretless Bass, Mandolin, Percussion, Vibra Slap, Didgeridoo, Skull Drums & Soundscapes.
Guest musicians – Jeroen van den Biggelaar : Lead guitar on Certamen Ultimus, Ron van Rhee : Flutes on Consulting Serna.

Vocals: Sascha Burchardt as Pandor, Emmelie van Deurzen as Tayla, Jacqueline van Elsbergen as Serna, Cathy van der Valk as Ieeryah. Koos Thönissen as Nebucor, Krolok, Oomat & the Sage.
Backing vocals by Emmelie van Deurzen, Anita Alberts & Koos Thönissen.
Special appearance by Huw Lloyd Jones as Teelon.
Narration by Ian Jillings.


Release date and artwork!

cryptic nature - pandorWe are very proud to present to you the front cover artwork for the Pandor album. It was made by the famous Blekkmark studio from Sweden! The album will be released on Oktober 27 by Rock Company and it is a double disc with 14 tracks.

More info about (pre) ordering soon!

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And just to whet your appetite; here a song from the coming album!



In a long forgotten past the earth belonged to a wise and powerful beast ; The mighty Dragon. It’s world would leave modern man awestruck: Lush forests, rolling green hills, endless plains, streams and lakes of the purest water and dazzling mountain ranges.

Living under the Dragon’s sky meant peace and safety from a dangerous primeval region, located at the southern frontier of the great Kingdom. And the Dragons ruled fair, their shadow gliding gracefully over the lands and times were good.
This is a tale of Pandor, born into this world and destined to become the greatest leader ever known to any creature alive. His heroic deeds would echo through time like waves on the oceans.

It is of these glorious times I wish to speak to you. Come, let me take you now into a world of miracle and wonder; a world beyond imagination…..




Far to the North a massive range of mountains rises from the Earth : Aenoor. It’s awe inspiring Towers, ridges and plateaus of granite, emerald and azure stretch out seemingly without end. Glistening in the Sun they form the Kingdom of the Dragons, Who regard this region as the Sacred cradle of their Species and most of all, their home.





Free under stars –  serene and bright

Our Kingdom shines –  it’s mountains high

‘Tis where our heart forever lies,

Forever lies.


Born of the earth  –  in ancient times

This great expanse –  touching the skies

Here on our heart forever lies,

Never we stray.


From endless lands – to oceans wide

Always return  –  from journeys far

Not ever stray from this our home,

Here’s where rest

4. Glynyd

4. Glynyd


The sun rises over the outstretched green pastures and forests of Glynyd. Among the various creatures who live here are the Unicorns. They greet the new day with reverence and joy, as they are on their way to graze in the meadows.




Teelon :

Dawn arrives, upon the plain, we greet the morning.

The summer dew, the early haze, from the forest we’ll emerge.

This day awakes, it’s warm embrace, gently waves the branches.

The air a sweet, lavender scent, and the sun takes to the sky.


To all of us, who walk this earth, and soar the heavens.

All around, the pulse of life, beats a drum of wealth and joy.

As we face, another day, oh blessed and rich.

Free to range, the woods and fields, of this wondrous world we share.


Walking as one, see us give love and care.

Pure of heart, strong-willed and fair.

Single horn, our crown, a message to all:

Come times of need we’ll answer your call.


From time of old unto this day, we’re known the healers.

A race benign with a gift divine to alleviate all pain.

Trust we’ve gained, don’t step away from the weak and helpless.

Of noble breed, our acts indeed give solace far and wide.




The Molgar,  illusive, hostile and living underground, are a race of miners. They have built entire cities deep within the earth’s crust and form an industrial society. The fact that their exploits destroy much of the surface environment does not concern them in any way. Their main goal is to ever expand their Empire and harvest the world’s natural treasures and resources.




Krolok :

So deep below the unforgiving land, The massive pounding beat is ever felt.

Of mighty moving burrowing Machines, Their sharp and hungry teeth eating away,

By crushing solid Rock face we’ll proceed, as done so by the clans in years and years gone by


From deep inside the earth do we command, To alter shape and form to our will

Volcanoes fire, channel out our waste, new space created to accommodate

Expanding cities, tunnel systems make, An empire submerged in giant

Caves we’ve built


Industrial nation’s advance  – Perpetual growth it demands

Machines run continuously – Consuming, relocate, proceed.

Our dealings kept to us alone – We harvest the world which we own.


The days eye we don’t ever get to see, It’s detrimental blinding light it keeps

Us locked away until the night arrives, Then hunt begins to challenge those outside.

Mephitic surface dwellers we despise, The Dregan beast, the Isean creature soil our realm.


We are the Masters of the inner world, Reshape the planet’s face as we desire.

No one would dare oppose our mighty force , Such act would suffer grave defeat.




After witnessing the complete and utter obliteration of what was once the great city of Gol Matoo, Oomat – Military chief in Command – ignites into a rage. Holding the Dragons responsible, his passionate speeches incite the Molgar population to start an all out war against the creatures living on the surface : Nothing shall be spared.






The slaughter of our folk a filthy treachery.

The flying demon’s call preceded misery.

Upon this foul act we must retaliate.

The life above we now will simply decimate.



Caelan  arising – destroying their precious homes.

Death to the beast – In darkness we shall march.

Thirsty for blood   – We colour the surface red.

Strike with a vengeance – Once we’re done they all will be gone.


From the north out of the sky, descending on our land.

Invading force they came below,  our city had to fall.

Breathing death into the caves,  a sea of flame destroys.

Gol Matoo forever gone,  a burning crypt we face.

Suffer loss the pain it screams, tears apart our souls.

In rage and horror witnessing, destruction so complete.

Bodies mutilated lie, charred and crushed below.

Ael Hathor it shall reply  , a call to arms is sent.


We’ll march upon our enemy with steady stride.

Bred worker-warriors we only will abide.

By laws that tell us ours to gain is ours to rule.

And utilizing well this here our given tool.


Us keepers of the earth we’ll set its forces free.

A rain of rock and fire is the last they’ll see.

This mighty war machine at full capacity,

Will run to shape the world, as it’s supposed  to be:

From the inner core, We’ll march the canyon floor

In darkness we arrive, To punish those alive




From the inner core,  We’ll march the canyon floor.

In darkness we arrive,  to punish those alive.

Destruction we shall bring,  on surface-living thing.




As the Molgar are roaming the land and killing every single animal they find, they cross paths with the Dragon Ieeryah who has just enough time to hide her egg from the ruthless murderers. In the fight that ensues she manages to lead the Molgar away from her offspring but she herself gets mortally wounded by a stab from the enemy’s long sword. Her last words are addressed to her unborn child…





Dear child, my life here ends this day,

the minions of darkness have so ordained.

How it saddens me to never lay eyes on you,

how does it hurt not being able to raise you and care for you,

my last tears I shed for you

Know in your heart that I love you and feel my spirit ever watching over you.


My child, in these final moments I see your future unfold before me

and what I see fills my soul with happiness and pride.

You will have many great deeds to your name,

and your name, it shall be Pandor – bringer of light and peace –

it will be known to all who inhabit this world.


Child, do not give up on hope. Not ever.

Cherish the divine gift of life.

And until we are all reunited in the great hereafter I bid thee farewell….