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THE DRAGON AND SAINT GEORGE - 2015
Release Date: September 4, 2015

Label: Rocktopia Records (004 RTP)

Producer: Gary Hughes

Tracklisting:

All songs written by Gary Hughes.

   

  1. The Dragon And Saint George - 5:16

  2. Musketeers: Soldiers Of The King - 4:07 

  3. Is There Anyone With Sense - 5:15

  4. The Prodigal Saviour - 4:12

  5. Albion Born - 5:24

  6. Good God In Heaven What Hell Is This - 4:00 

  (12'' Picture Disc Exclusive)

  7. We Can Be As One - 3:28

 

* Brand new tracks

Personnel:

    Gary Hughes – vocals, guitars, backing vocals
    Dann Rosingana – guitars, Lead guitars
    Steve Grocott – guitars, Lead guitars

    John Halliwell – guitars
    Darrel Treece-Birch – keyboards, Programming
    Steve Mckenna – bass guitar
    Max Yates – drums and percussion

Production:

    Written and Produced by Gary Hughes
    Mixing and Mastering – Dennis Ward

LYRICS

1. The Dragon And Saint George

Ironclad in the rolled, cold steel of twilight,

Saint George on his charger nears the fight,

Each man stands alone, his time is finite,

So brace for a leap of faith tonight,

 

The city’s gripped, as a demon eats their children raw,

A winged, plague-like behemoth, tooth and claw…..

 

Then the dragon came down to the deafening sound,

Burning eyes like the winter sun,

And such a terror unwound to this hell-bound requiem,

The Beast, a ravenous hound on the hunting ground,

Breathes fire to the funeral drums,

Now there’s a dragon in town and he won’t back down again.

 

Enchained and proclaimed his Bride of Midnight,

Fear drenched by the Moon, robe sheer to light,

Insane, inhumane, condemned to this plight,

The Day came, she was named his sacrifice,

 

A faithless nation of heathens, “One true God” said George,

“Be my strength in believing, shield and sword…”

 

Then the dragon came down to the deafening sound,

Burning eyes like the winter sun,

And such a terror unwound to this hell-bound requiem,

The Beast, a ravenous hound on the hunting ground,

Breathes fire to the funeral drums,

Now there’s a dragon in town and he won’t back down again….

“There’s a dragon in town and he won’t back down” I said….

No he will never back down ‘till the whole damned town is dead….

 

“You become true believers and I will slay this scourge,

You can trust the redeemer and my word…”      

 

Then the dragon came down to the deafening sound,

Burning eyes like the winter sun,

And such a terror unwound to this hell-bound requiem,

The Beast, a ravenous hound on the hunting ground,

Falls hard on  the funeral drums,

There was a dragon in town but he won’t come down again….

“There was a dragon in town but he won’t come down” I said….

No he will never come down for the dragon in town…is dead.

 

2. Musketeers – Soldiers Of The King

These life-ravaged men of deeds not words

Have engraved their names on history’s page,

Indelibly, they’ll never fade,

Each man sacrificing, undeterred,

They are measured by the difference made,

Steeped in time’s eternal flames,

 

Musketeers, soldiers of the king,

A solemn oath, sworn before god, le Roi-Soleil,

Rally to the clarion call

Of “All for one, and one for all,”

The supreme right of champions,

 

Each once tasted love but lost his world,

Some were children when they chose this path,

Born to fight and grow too fast,

Each dreams of the day he’ll take his turn,

Earn the uniform within his grasp,

Riding like the wind at last,

 

Musketeers, soldiers of the king,

A solemn oath, sworn before god, le Roi-Soleil,

Rally to the clarion call

Of “All for one, and one for all”

The supreme right of champions,

Musketeers, soldiers of the king,

The vivid bold gold fleur de lys on mantling,

To protect the weak from harm

And always to defend their charge,

The extreme might of Coupe de Grace.

 

Musketeers, soldiers of the king,

A solemn oath, sworn before god, le Roi-Soleil,

Rally to the clarion call

Of “All for one, and one for all”

The supreme right

Of champions,

Musketeers, soldiers of the king,

The vivid bold gold fleur de lys on mantling,

To protect the weak from harm

And always to defend their charge,

The extreme might of Coupe de Grace…

 

The extreme might of Coupe de Grace…

The supreme right of champions.

3. Is There Anyone With Sense?

With 9:11 so engrained,

The London Underground in flames,

In Peshawar, the children slain,

Paris and Moscow Metro shames,

 

Is there anyone with sense in here tonight?

Are we strangers in our homeland, petrified

To repatriate the migrants in their millions,

Understand I’m a man on a mission, 

Make a change or face extinction,

(Get your) Asses off the fence and claim the right,

To protect our very homes, this way of life,

Simple patriotic faith embraced by billions,

In this land we condemn terrorism,

Casting out fear based religions.

 

The time has come, all things must change,

For Charlie Hebdo, Hijacked planes,

Embassy sieges, Madrid trains

And Luxor Massacre remains…

 

Is there anyone with sense in here tonight?

Are we strangers in our homeland, petrified

To repatriate the migrants in their millions,

Understand I’m a man on a mission, 

Make a change or face extinction,

(Get your) Asses off the fence and claim the right,

To protect our very homes, this way of life,

Simple patriotic faith embraced by billions,

In this land we condemn terrorism,

Casting out fear based religions.

4. The Prodigal Saviour

You think it’s cool to break the rules,

Just looking out for ‘number one’ every day of your life,

I played your game, I’m so ashamed

That I did not detect the blade, now you’re twisting the knife,

 

Because of you, I’m getting all the wrong attention,

I was a friend to you,

I feel a fool, letting you toy with my affections,

Wilful intent to use…

 

(Woah-oo-woaho) The prodigal saviour

(Woah-oo-woaho) Born again failure

(Woah-oo-woaho) Got to break favour

Don’t start crying,

It all stops….“Fire Away”

(Woah-oo-woaho) The prodigal saviour

(Woah-oo-woaho) Born again failure

(Woah-oo-woaho) Got to break favour

Don’t start lying,

The coin dropped….“Fire Away”

 

Life can be cruel, risk taking drool,

I dipped a toe into the clear, crystal waters of love,

In only days, so much has changed,

I’m in a shark infested rip tide and “man is it rough!”

 

Because of you, I’m getting out of circulation,

‘Means to an end’ abuse,

It‘s fallen through, but is your own interpretation

Just a pretence in truth..?

 

(Woah-oo-woaho) The prodigal saviour

(Woah-oo-woaho) Born again failure

(Woah-oo-woaho) Got to break favour

Don’t start crying,

It all stops….“Fire Away”

(Woah-oo-woaho) The prodigal saviour

(Woah-oo-woaho) Born again failure

(Woah-oo-woaho) Got to break favour

Don’t start lying,

The coin dropped….“Fire Away”

 

5. Albion Born

Dark ages, shrouded days,

Steeped in our Ancient ways,

Cerridwen’s prophets say,

“The Morrighan is calling“,

 

This fortress of the brave,

Spear trenched and battle stained,

This sacred, pagan place,

Albion is dawning,

 

Cliff forged and cauldron made,

This sceptred island raised

Up from a sea of flames,

Tempered on the storm’s rim,

 

Camp fires and anvil brays,

Wood smoke in spiral haze,

The Mists of Time embrace,

Sacred night is falling,

 

Dream on you valiant brave,

Brothers in arms enclave,

Camalus wealds his blade,

With the light of morning,

 

We will fight, do or die,

With a fire in our eyes,

We the few righteous souls stand before you,

To a man, every blade,

Every battle-ravaged face,

Here to fight for we’re Albion Born,

Through the fire, burning bright,

From the embers of the night,

Like a tide we will crash down upon you,

We are fearless and brave,

We will never be enslaved,

We the true sons of Albion drawn

To the fight for we’re Albion Born…

 

Those who would escalade

These mountain barricades,

Return as corpses flayed,

Boadicea’s warning,

 

On through their flesh we’ll clave,

Rivers of blood and vein,

Trample their dead remains,

Banish to the Four Winds,

 

We will fight, do or die,

With a fire in our eyes,

We the few righteous souls stand before you,

To a man, every blade,

Every battle-ravaged face,

Here to fight for we’re Albion Born,

Through the fire, burning bright,

From the embers of the night,

Like a tide we will crash down upon you,

We are fearless and brave,

We will never be enslaved,

We the true sons of Albion roar….

 

We will fight, do or die,

With a fire in our eyes,

We the few righteous souls stand before you,

To a man, every blade,

Every battle-ravaged face,

Here to fight for we’re Albion Born,

Through the fire, burning bright,

From the embers of the night,

Like a tide we will crash down upon you,

We are fearless and brave,

We will never be enslaved,

We the true sons of Albion drawn

To the fight for we’re Albion Born…

6. Good God In Heaven What Hell Is This?

You should come clean but won’t confess,

You’re bloody minded, don’t care how much I protest,

You ridicule the way I dress,

I shaved my head because you said it was a mess,

 

When all is said and done, if two hearts

Can’t beat as one we’re on the Death Star,

Why hang around to just reminisce?

This love is dead; we took it too far,

Down hill, no brakes, we’re in a go-cart,

Good god in heaven what hell is this?

 

You have no common decency,

Your lies in hyper drive, have passed infinity,

No privacy, no secrecy,

That’s why your friends question my masculinity,

 

When all is said and done, if two hearts

Can’t beat as one we’re on the Death Star,

Why hang around to just reminisce?

This love is dead; we took it too far,

Down hill, no brakes, we’re in a go-cart,

Good god in heaven what hell is this?

 

If it’s real you’d feel the same,

But you’re poison in my veins,

I’m invisible these days,

You don’t see my pain?….

 

When all is said and done, if two hearts

Can’t beat as one we’re on the Death Star,

Why hang around to just reminisce?

This love is dead; we took it too far,

Down hill, no brakes, we’re in a go-cart,

Good god in heaven what hell is this?

 

When all is said and done, if two hearts

Can’t beat as one we’re on the Death Star,

Why hang around to just reminisce?

This love is dead; we took it too far,

Down hill, no brakes, we’re in a go-cart,

Good god in heaven what hell is this?..

My good, good god in heaven what hell is this?

 

7. We Can Be As One

Pick up the pieces of my heart,

On every empty stage I hide a shard,

A thousand reasons why I find it hard

To say goodbye each time we have to part,

Tonight you took my breath away

And now you leave me lost for words to say,

So let’s pretend that I will find a way

To let my blessed and humbled heart convey,

 

I hate to leave you here like this,

The show is over and the light has gone,

I’d love to stay and sing another song,

Bid you adieu with one last kiss,

So much about you I will miss,

But I’m right beside you now as life moves on,

I’ll wait forever for the time to come,

When on another night like this

We can be as one……

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