Empire

By far the most musical theatre of any song I've ever written. Make of that what you will. This was a rare occurrence of the chords and the melody coming together with surprising ease and then the words taking months of frustration. In the end it was a collaborative piece with my wife Emma (Malhann to those of you in the field), without whom I would still be banging my head against a wall.

The Moments In Between

Ghost Note

The Black Vigil patrols the dark roads of Bregasland, keeping the land safe from monsters and men alike - always keep your lantern lit!

LYRICS

Take a walk down to Bregasland,
Down to my home, that I do defend
Don't be hasty, go play it safe,
And seek the lamplight, that it will light your way.

And let the lantern light your way,
Let the lantern light your way,
Let the lantern light your way,
Let the lantern light your way.

Take a walk down to Bregasland,
The lines are drawn out; where do you stand?
With the Marchers on this chosen land?
Or with Mathilde and her Jotun friends?

Come the nightfall, come the fear,
Seek the lamplight, oh the Vigil's near.

And let the lantern light your way,
Let the lantern light your way,
Let the lantern light your way,
Let the lantern light your way.

Keep the light on, keep the light on,
To light your way, light your way yeah.
Keep the light on, keep the light on,
To light your way, light your way yeah.
Keep the light on, keep the light on,
To light your way, light your way yeah.

Take a walk down to Bregasland...

Lantern Light Your Way

When to Buy and Sell?

that night with you

In the town of Anvil, in the Marches camp, there lies the greatest bar in Anvil (or so I'm told)... For drinks, dice and discretion - seek The Blind Eye.

LYRICS

Welcome to the Blind Eye,
Wont you come and take your seat?
We've got drinks, dice and discretion,
We've got everything you need,
Make a fortune playing Liar's Dice
Or spend it all on mead
It's the greatest bar in Anvil,
Wont you come and take your seat?

It's the only place where Urizeni mages come to dance,
And the drink's so strong it put a Crimson Reaper on his arse
Well a pint is gonna cost you,
But the good times are for free,
It's the greatest bar in Anvil,
Won't you come and take your seat

Come take a gamble on the dice,
Could be the best night of your life,
Citizens of Anvil, oh we're looking good tonight,
At the Blind Eye.

Where the Highguard Priests and Wintermarkers dance the night away
And the Orcs drink with the Marchers, last one standing doesn't pay
Where the drunkards from Navarr,
Meet with the gamblers from the League,
It's the greatest bar in Anvil,
Won't you come and take your seat?

Where the Freeborn merchants barter on the weird and the bizarre,
And the big wigs talk the business with ten thrones behind the bar,
Here's another drink dear senator,
Your secret's safe with me,
It's the greatest bar in Anvil,
Won't you come and take your seat?

Come take a gamble on the dice,
Could be the best night of your life,
Citizens of Anvil, oh we're looking good tonight,
At the Blind Eye.

Come take a gamble on the dice,
Could be the best night of your life,
Citizens of Anvil, oh we're looking good tonight,
At the Blind Eye.

It's the best night of your life.

The Blind Eye

Wassail might be over, but it comes back again next time. It's only goodbye until it's good morning - Merry Christmas and Wassail!

LYRICS

Marcher-folk, where else do I start?
When Coal and Bree they lead the festive charge
To sing Wassail from Highguard to the Mark
A time for joy where the Marchers show their hearts

But now the songs have stopped
And the nights are growing dark
But the heart yet beats the start...
Of one more song.

Wassail is over
But my love's forever
Wassail is over
But I'll be back again next time

I belong with you, and you belong with me.
And we belong with thee.

To the marching drum, unto the day is done
Sing along with me.

Festival of love, and festival of song,
And festival of glee.

Sing a song of home and dance around with me,
O sing along with me.

I miss it all so much,
Now the nights are growing dark,
But the heart yet beats the start...
Of one more song.

Wassail is over
But my love's forever
Wassail is over
But I'll be back again next time
Wassail is over
But my love's forever
Wassail is over
But I'll be back again next time

I'll miss you all so much,
And the nights are growing dark,
But the heart yet beats the start...
Of one more song.

Wassail is over
But my love's forever
Wassail is over
But I'll be back again next time
Wassail is over
But my love's forever
Wassail is over
But I'll be back again next time
I swear I'll don my mask and,
Bring Wassail to you

I belong with you and you belong with me
We belong with... (repeat)

(It's not goodbye, til it's good morning time)

Wassail Is Over

Commission for the great Fin Smudd of the Marchers. Nothing left to say but BEEEEENJI BELLOOOOOOOOWS, BENJI BELLOOOOOOOOOOWS. BENJI BELOOOOO- OOOOOOOWS. BENJI BELLOOOOOWS.

Benji Bellows

Too Much

look at me

Bend

Diamonds

Not That Smart

not that smart

Sunshine Floods

methodology

A song for star-crossed lovers, will-they wont-theys and passing ships in the night.

LYRICS

I met with a cambion
Was she Marcher or a Freeborn?
I don't know.

She looked in disguise,
But still her eyes invited me,
To see her show.

She told me she was leaving then she'd gone
If don't find the words to say then I would sing this song:

Come my love let's away together,
Dance all night for the world to see,
Tip our tankards in every bar,
So come, come and run away with me!

We'll up Highguard, down to Wintermark,
Then hit Navarr where the drink's on me
Take my hand 'cause the night's not over,
Come, come and run away with me!

I asked her "what's your poison?"
She said "Something with a taste you can't ignore"

I asked her what's her fancy
She said "Something that'll leave me wanting more"

She told she me was leaving then she'd gone
If I don't tell her how I feel, I'll never live this down.

Come my love let's away together,
Dance all night for the world to see,
Tip our tankards in every bar,
So come, come and run away with me!

We'll up Highguard, down to Wintermark,
Then hit Navarr where the drink's on me
Take my hand 'cause the night's not over,
Come, come and run away with me!

I'll never live this down...

Come my love let's away together,
Dance all night for the world to see,
Tip our tankards in every bar,
So come, come and run away with me!

We'll up Highguard, down to Wintermark
Then hit Navarr where the drink's on me
Take my hand 'cause the night's not over,
Come, come and run away with me!

Journey On

Come And Run Away With Me

A cautionary tale of how things can end for those who stray from the path of old traditions and respect for their countrymen.

LYRICS

Comes the crooked tale,
Of a marcher lost their way again.
Sold away their land,
For the shadow of some personal gain.
Now the crop’s been low,
And the nation falls to strife.

But they know they can make right again,
When the Wickerman’s in flames.
They can burn and they’ll make right again,
In the Wickerman’s embrace.

So the marcher can,
Make amends for all the sin they’ve done.
So the marcher can,
Take the burden for the ones they love.
Oh the crop’s been low?
And tradition has been spurned?

But the Marcher can make right again,
When the Wickerman’s in flames.
They can burn and they’ll make right again,
When they die in flames!

Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, and
Only the good and the brave can go
To the Wickerman’s embrace.
Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, well
Only the good and the brave can,
Die in flames!
And we die in flames!
But the Wickerman remains.
Oh Ho!

I’ve come to tell you,
That there’s no place to run and-

Hide from all your sins,
And the weight of the mistakes you've made.
Things that can’t be cleansed;
No apology can make amends.
Now the crop’s been low,
And the nation’s life is struggling.

You’ll be glad you can make right again,
When the Wickerman’s in flames.
You can burn and you’ll make right again,
In the Wickerman’s embrace.

For the Marcher land,
You can make a noble sacrifice.
In the burning man,
For the nation you can still do right.
So the crop’s been low?
From the ashes we do grow!

For the Marcher can make right again,
In the Wickerman’s embrace.
They can burn and they’ll make right again,
If they die in flames!

Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, and
Only the good and the brave can go,
To the Wickerman’s embrace.
Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, well
Only the good and the brave can,
Die in flames!
And we die in flames!
But the Wickerman remains.
Oh Ho!

I’ve come to tell you
That there’s no place to run and hide
I’ve come to cleanse you
I’ve come to make the sacrifice
In the light, we’ll dance and we’ll be cleansed
Now strip yourself to skin and bone
And carry off our sins. I say!

Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul.

Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, and
Only the good and the brave can go,
To the Wickerman’s embrace.
Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, well
Only the good and the brave can,
Die in flames!
And we die in flames!
But the Wickerman remains.
Oh Ho!

The Wickerman

A special song commissioned for the best dressed Leaguers you'll ever meet - as impressive as the Sun and the Moon themselves.

LYRICS

There once was a bravo from Sarvos,
Bold Aloysius his name
He longed to be famed as a merchant prince,
But lacked both the style grace

But he was told of a person in Anvil,
Who dressed in gold and did gleam like sun,
With a snap his finger you’d blaze with style,
So he asked at his door and he said:

My name is Giustiniano,
The last of your thrones I will take,
And a swan of this squab I shall make,

At the Atelier di sola E Luna
You’ll get a mask you can put on your face
We’ll dress you with power and deep persona
A warm and a sumptuous embrace.
A mask I will make you with promise to take you to new heights beyond debonair
I’m Giustiniano!
A mask of your soul I will make,

And so our bravo took off into twilight,
Where there’s a ball that’s awaiting his name,
His mask made him bold but his candour too cold
His manners still need to be tamed

Then came a voice that was wreathed in the moonlight
And our dear bravo was made to return,
“Your mask is but part of the beauty we craft,
Let me give you style that you yearn”

I am Vespera de Luna
I’ll will refine you I swear,
With luxuries twinkling and rare

At the Atelier di sola E Luna
You’ll get a mask you can put on your face
We’ll dress you with power and deep persona
A warm and a sumptuous embrace.
I’ll spin you in moonlight and teach you to pose right, I’ll paint you in umbra and flair.
I am Vespera,
Now show them you’ve got what it takes

So our bravo went into the ball,
With all the grace of sun and moon,
The heads did turn, the eyes did spy,
Who is this person I desire?
Where are you from? I don’t believe,
I’ve ever seen one quite like thee
The mask so fine, the clothes so sleek
Please tell me where

At the Atelier di sola E Luna
You’ll get a mask you can put on your face
They’ll dress you with power and deep persona
A warm and a sumptuous embrace.
You’ll leave dressed in threads that were made for the legends,
you needn’t be looking elsewhere!
From Sola E Luna
No other Atelier compares!

Atelier Di Sola e Luna

A song about Navarri oath tradition, including one of my own oaths.

Painted

A song about Idwyn Splitroot's Past Life Vision

Rise and Build

Award winning composer, sound designer and multi-instrumentalist based in Wiltshire, England - Silgor designs sound and music for use in television, film and video games.

Whilst adept at synthesiser programming and song writing in several genres, he is best known fantasy orchestral soundtracks and as a pioneer of "medieval tavern rock". His latest music offerings come include the album "Journey On" which helped to earn him the "Bard of the Year" award at the 2024 UK LARP awards following support from music and fantasy fans.

The Blind Eye

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