
GRAVES OF THE CROWN ๐THE KINGDOM THAT FORGOT THE STARS Featuring ROWENA
[Intro: Cathedral bells, ominous pipe organ, distant choir] [ROWENA: female whispered spoken voice, eerie and fragile] Once, we begged the night for mercy. Once, we traded tears for sleep. And when the heavens lost their candles... We forgot what we had promised them to keep. [Verse 1: DUNCAN SOLO, warm expressive male HIGH TENOR, intimate and clear] I crossed the fields of hollow gold, Where winter flowers never died, A thousand faces, pale and cold, With borrowed smiles they wore with pride. No child remembered how to dream, No lover dared to speak of pain, And in the chapel by the stream, The bells were calling out in vain. [Pre-Chorus 1: DUNCAN SOLO, rising high tenor, orchestral build] Who stole the fire from their eyes? Who taught the dawn to disappear? A thousand stars beneath the skies, All buried underneath their fear! [Chorus 1: DUNCAN SOLO, soaring melodic HIGH TENOR, huge symphonic chorus] Bring back the stars! Let heaven burn! Let every lost and broken heart return! We are more than what we hide, More than shadows locked inside! Break the crown, unseal the scars, Wake the kingdom that forgot the stars! Oh, let the darkest heavens part, And give the night a beating heart! [Verse 2: ROWENA SOLO, female smoky gothic cabaret voice, theatrical and haunting] I wore the crown to keep them safe, I kissed the sorrow from their hands. I built a world without a grave, A paradise of silent lands. But every tear I stole away Became a link upon my throne. I saved them from their darkest day... And sentenced every soul to stone. [ROWENA: female bitter spoken voice, sinister laughter] Such a lovely little kingdom. Such obedient little ghosts. [Pre-Chorus 2: ROWENA SOLO, fierce theatrical female rasp, ending in MID-RANGE harsh growls] I gave them peace! I gave them sleep! BUT NOTHING LIVING WAS MINE TO KEEP! [Chorus 2: DUNCAN HIGH TENOR lead, ROWENA only on labeled response] [DUNCAN] Bring back the stars! Let heaven burn! [ROWENA: fierce female rasp] Let them burn! [DUNCAN] Let every lost and broken heart return! We are more than what we hide, More than shadows locked inside! Break the crown, unseal the scars, Wake the kingdom that forgot the stars! [Instrumental Break: enormous cathedral pipe organ solo, then soaring melodic twin guitar solo, thunderous drums, no vocals] [Verse 3: Dramatic vocal dialogue, alternate singers exactly as labeled] [DUNCAN: warm clear male HIGH TENOR] I see the child beneath your crown, The woman buried in the queen. You need not tear the heavens down To save the world from what it's seen. [ROWENA: fragile female theatrical singing] And if they wake, and if they weep? And if their hearts should break again? [DUNCAN: emotional soaring male HIGH TENOR] Then let them love, and let them grieve, For even tears can wash away the chains. [Bridge: Cathedral choir, building orchestral crescendo, alternating vocal dialogue] [ROWENA: fragile female whisper] Will they forgive me? [DUNCAN: gentle male tenor] I cannot promise that they will. [ROWENA: female whispered singing] Will they remember? [DUNCAN: warm male tenor] Every sorrow. Every thrill. [ROWENA: theatrical female rasp, growing fierce] Then take my crown! And let them see! [DUNCAN: powerful soaring HIGH TENOR] The stars were never yours to give! [DUET: DUNCAN clean high tenor, ROWENA theatrical female voice] THEY WERE ALWAYS MEANT TO LIVE! [Final Chorus: DUNCAN lead, highest soaring clean male tenor, massive orchestra, pipe organ and choir] [DUNCAN] BRING BACK THE STARS! LET HEAVEN BURN! Let every lost and broken heart return! Let the thunder split the skies, Let the sleeping kingdom rise! No more crowns to hide our scars, We are children of a thousand stars! Oh, let the darkest heavens part, And give the night a beating heart! [ROWENA: fierce female MID-RANGE harsh growl, NOT deep guttural] LET THEM FEEL! LET THEM LIVE! [DUNCAN: sustained soaring HIGH TENOR] And let the stars return again! [Outro: orchestra fades, soft pipe organ, one final cathedral bell] [ROWENA: soft female spoken voice] For the first time in a hundred years... Someone cried. [DUNCAN: gentle male whispered voice] And the morning came. [End]

