Lyrics

R e s t a u r a t i o n



Benedictus Es Domine

Verse 1:
O Fons Amoris Spiritus
O Sancte donorum parens
Tuas refusus intimis
Accende Flammas cordibus.

Chorus:
Benedictus Es Domine
Benedictus Es Domine

Verse 2:
Qui Caritatis Vinculo
Cum Patre nectis filium
Et Nos amoris mutui
Artis coapta nexibus.

Chorus

Bridge:
In Nomine Patris e Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti Amen.

Verse 3:
Deo Patri Sit Gloria
Ejusque soli filio
Sancto simul cum Spiritu
Nune et per omne saeculum.

Chorus


Highwayman

Verse 1:
Wind in his hair, riding across the night,
life isa jet black mare and a coach in sight.

Chorus:
He's a footpad, brigand, he's a tricorned villain
and he's ill met by moonlight.
Hear "stand' deliver" feel a spinechill shiver
for he's ill met by moolight.

Verse 2:
Fear the dice he throws, his power to excite,
Love is a dark eyed rose and her bed for the night.

Chorus

Bridge:
Back to the Inn, box up the mare,
un-load his spoils, count them with care,
Orders his beef, laughs with his wine, up to her room for the love
he's inclined.

Verse 3:
Danger as a friend for betrayal's
an easy slope.
Death is the gallows end of a
hangman's rope.

Chorus


Cawdor and Widdershins

Chorus:
Cold wind 'cross Cawdor's keep
won't waken wild John's sleep
repeat

Verse 1:
Wild places, dark scree faces
the stag's roar, by Cawdor sounds
the rut's strathspey.
White snow sky, corbies hard cry
Red Grouse call, come nightfall
"send the day away!"

Chorus

Bridge:
Highland hunting tower, guards the glen,
Banquo's spirit power stalks the night again,
at Cawdor, Cawdor, Cawdor.

Verse 2:
Grey geese skein, song to dead thane
His pibroch "The Quiet Loch" rises on the mist.
Cruel Claymore, bloodshed, clan war.
No reprieving, cattle rieving, avenged
with the dirk's twist.

Chorus


Love Lies Bleeding

Verse 1:
Savour the kiss for love lies bleeding,
the horn 'neath her rose pricks your pleading.
The end so gently comes disguised in pity,
that flower once warm, sublime, falls bereft in decline.

Chorus:
Blue mantle of night soothe my fears
Love's enduring fight perseveres.

Verse 2:
And she cuts to the very quick and love lies bleeding,
the sting in her blade pares your needing.
In vain you staunch the flow of wounded memories,
that bloom supreme, regaled, bows it's head, love's impaled.

Bridge section:
Love's watermark flows through your veins
crimson so dark each drop ingrains, each spot remains.

Verse 3:
She delivers the "coup de grace"
and love lies bleeding
don't parry the blow, concede,
love died young spirit's freed.

Chorus:
Blue mantle of night soothe my tears
Love's enduring fight perseveres.


Sir John in Love Again

Verse 1:
Love is like a never ending flame it brightens everywhere,
Lights a way to truth and not to blame you should endeavour there.

Chorus:
Sir John is in love again.
repeat

Verse 2:
Merry wife may seem forbidden fruit and set a spark in you.
So beware should intrigue line the route and break a heart in two.

Chorus

Bridge:
Herne the hunter Sir Actaeon
Falstaff the stag at bay indeed.
Poor plain knight he needs love, he wants love, give him love.
Quarrel's flight should reaquaint him with chivalry and honour enough.

Verse 3:
Bully rook you're taken for a knave through your inconstancy.
Now sirrah must learn how to behave and gain love honestly.

Chorus

Bridge


Road to Sedgemoor

Captain General, Rebel Chief
Monmouths's mercenaries
on the road to Sedgemoor and defeat.

Son of King and Paramour
exiled to fight afor William
Denied a Crown twas coverted, as his.

Here's a lad
That's Royally descended
With every Virtue clad,
By every tongue commended.
A true and faithful English heart.
Britains joy and hope.

Companions land at Port O'Lyme.
Attracks wild throngs who cry
"The Duke has come"
"King Charles son"
A - Monmouth
A - Monmouth

Brother James learns of revolt,
Beckons' Come Lord Churchill
Off Dorset with Grenadiers and Guards'

Sedgemoor Bloody Battleground
All Kings horse and cannon.
Rebels flee
Leaving coutless weeping.
Damned Monmouth, Damned Prisoner
Without friend or Ally,
Soon to step through Traitors Gate for Slaughter.

Here's a lad tho' Royally descended with every Virtue clad,
By every tongue commended.
A true and faithful English heart.
Britains joy and hope.

Captain General, Rebel Chief
Monmouths's mercenaries
on the road to Sedgemoor and defeat.