LYRICS

We’re the kind of band that want you to really enjoy our show, we feel that in order to do this, it would be great if you knew the words to our songs.

Listed below are the lyrics to our songs, please feel free to take a look, learn them and when you come and see us, sing them back to us at the top of your voices!

Birthright

Born unto a silver spoon, 

And raised to become mighty, 

A knight so brave, a prince so bold,

Whole kingdoms fell to his name. 

Born underneath Orion's lights,

The stars they burned to guide him.

The only royal blood that bleeds, 

To set us free of The Curse. 

Low behold: a Kingdom of Gold, 

To slay and lead to glory. 

Father of a Lionheart, 

Mother of Marie.

And feast your eyes on our land’s pride, 

His voice the song of story,

And shield us from the devil march.

And God be with us all.

The Prophets warned us of the day,

His icon must become legend, 

No longer could his image run, 

On fumes and rumour alone. 

A monster came to curse the town,

The plague it slaughtered thousands, 

And oh what fools beasts can be,

To challenge a Hero’s home!

Low behold: a Kingdom of Bones,

From ashes he will lift us, 

His sword is blessed by holy lakes,

His blood: pure, strong and blue. 

Defend us from our land’s demise, 

Slay the ghost that haunts us, 

Shield us from the devils march.

And God be with us all 

(Hey, hey, hey!)

But when sun set upon that day,

He stole into the darkness,

To run and hide from his birthright,

His play had come to an end.

Abandoned by the only hope, 

To anarchy we descended,

And waged a war that took more, 

Than a sickness ever could! 

Low behold: a Kingdom of Lies, 

Charade has finally ended,

Unmasked our heroes but a child,

With Atlas weight to bare.

Our kingdom fell straight down to hell,

The fires forever burn us,

Walk within the devil’s march.

And God be with us all

(Hey, hey, hey!)

Spin Doctor

Daddy dearest was a doctor,

Never gave a pill that could cure you.

A lab rat push for martyr,

Push for truth, or push for order

A stitch in time, I’ll save nine later

Scratch your scars and let them fester.

“Society needs fear to function,

So sit tight through my instruction”.

He’s lost your mind!

Now listen close or I’ll lose patience, 

Preach your cookie cut temptations.

Black and white, well I ain’t lying, 

Just post-truth we’re testifying. 

Say we’re hated by the nation, 

But they keep buying my medicine.

“Society needs fear to function,

So sit tight through your destruction”.

He’s lost our minds!

Oh, you’ve made your bed

Why won’t you lie in it?

Lie in it.

Oh, you’ve signed your name

Why don’t you swear to it? 

Swear to it. 

Oh, you made your bet

Why won’t you swear to it?

Swear to it.

Oh, you made your grave 

Why won’t you lie in it?

Lie in it, lie in it! 

Merry Go Round

Swing low, merry-go-round.

Spin me so high that I can’t touch the ground, 

And you’ll see me upside down, 

Never to come back home. 

Swing low, a merry-go-round. 

Spin me so high that I can’t touch the ground, 

And you’ll see me I’m upside down, 

Never to come back home, again.

(Repeat)

Off to the mirror hall: ghosts of me,

Old reflections that could, should have been, 

Shift my past, my present and dream,

Lost to museums of fantasy! 

And out in that corner with a house and a wife, 

White picket fence and a job 9 to 5, 

Shine my shoes and straighten my tie, 

But we can’t look each other in the eye.

Maybe I should just hide away?

Live my life alone, my heart safe. 

Fall in love with chapters of books, 

Never let him sink that line or that hook. 

Or maybe devote myself to a cause?

To save the planet or praise some lord!

Sing some hymns and wave some signs, 

Then guzzle the fuel, hypocrisy tastes so nice. 

Swing low, merry-go-round. 

Spin me so high that I can’t touch the ground, 

And you’ll see me upside down, 

Never to come back home. 

Swing low, a merry-go-round 

Spin me so high that I can’t touch the ground, 

And you’ll see me I’m upside down,

Never to come back home again, 

Again, again, again, again, 

Again!

Jumping the Gun

You best stop jumping the gun boy, 

You best stop jumping the gun, 

Because if you keep asking questions,

You’ll get a bullet won’t you son?

You best stop jumping the gun boy, 

You best stop jumping the gun, 

Because if you keep asking questions,

You’ll get a bullet won’t you son?

And they said that all is fair in love and war, 

This war’s not fair and my heart it’s still sore. 

Took a gun to a knife fight,

I placed a penny on my eyelids, 

You better give me what you owe:

Sticks and stones!

And sticks and sticks and stones. 

(Repeat)

Osiris

Osiris, embark upon The Nile,

Just try the Golden Casket,

And leave your sands in trial. 

Osiris, my king you will arise, 

Won’t you come with me,

And push your doubts aside?

I caught you, I’ll feed you to the tide!

And don’t you know, my love was just a lie.

Osiris, fooled by your own blood,

So take your final vision,

And drown amidst the flood.

Osiris, King of the Unknown, 

You are lost at sea now,

I will take the throne.

Abandoned by the crimson tide,

Don’t fear because your sun is yet to rise.

Osiris, sent to the afterlife,

The scale tipped in your favour, 

And now you son must fight. 

Osiris, King of the Undead, 

Won’t you stay with me, 

And say what must be said?

Young Horus be careful where you tread, 

Because the resurrected king is dead!

The Tempest 

instrumental

Lunasea

In forests beneath the sea, 

I wait on daydreams, 

Futures that were meant to be: 

Call of the Lunasea.

The waters pulled you from my shore, 

Foam kissed hands that led you forth, 

Whispered ghosts lost to flyleaf:

Drowned in a Lunasea.

And don’t you cry, 

Dry your eyes,

Don’t you fight with the tide,

Don’t you hide,

Juno she’ll come for you. 

And don’t you cry,

Dry your eyes,

Don’t you fight with the tide, 

Don’t you hide,

Juno she comforts you. 

A shadow promised you the world, 

But fed you on fools gold,

Pyrite hands they sold your soul, 

And wrecked you far from me. 

And make your waves on wasted sea,

A tempest flood that she set free,

Silver tongue will break your teeth: 

Curse of a Lunasea.

And don’t you cry, 

Dry your eyes,

Don’t you fight with the tide, 

Don’t you hide,

Juno won’t comfort you. 

And don’t you cry, 

Dry your eyes,

Don’t you fight with the tide, 

Don’t you hide,

Juno she’ll come for you.

In deserts beneath the sea,

I waste on daydreams,

Futures that I wished to be, 

Drowned in a Lunasea

Your riptide pulled me far below, 

Fill my pockets with your stones, 

Weigh me down Siren Queen, 

Ghost of The Lunasea 

Don’t you cry,

Dry your eyes,

Don’t you fight with the tide,

Don’t you hide,

Juno she’ll come for you. 

Don’t you cry, 

Dry your eyes,

Don’t you fight with the tide,

Don’t you cry,

Juno she’ll chase for you. 

Thanks 

“Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises.”

Alex Wordley (Violin, Flute), Cameron Conn (Drums, Percussion), Finn Talisker Rawlings (Piano), Frank Hebson (Guitar, Bass), and Ophelia Lark (Vocals, Guitar).

All songs composed by Finn Rawlings and Ophelia Lark*. All lyrics by Ophelia Lark**. All percussion by Cameron Conn. All music arranged by Finn Rawlings.  

Music recorded and mixed at Rawcus Studios and Mastered by Steve Kitch Mastering

Special thanks to our secret band mates: Chloe Bayliss (Backing vocals track 2 and 6) and Josh Westrip (Trombone). Cover artwork created by Luke Engel, Lyric booklet by Megan Mifsud, additional illustration by Rika Mckinnon. 

We can never thank our Crowdfunder supporters enough for making this album a reality, special mention to our biggest supporters Mike Pearce, Pik Rawlings, Ali Evans-Bragg, Chloe Bayliss.

*excluding track 5 and 6 composed by Finn Talisker

** excluding track 5 lyrics by Finn Talisker Rawlings, Chloe Bayliss and Ophelia Lark