| Song | Cradle Pyre |
| Artist | Two Gallants |
| Album | The Bloom and the Blight |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| On a tidal wave | |
| I standPerhaps of me you've heard | |
| With a storm cloud in my hand | |
| I've come dispensing word | |
| Of your company | |
| I've tired | |
| Your welcome here is worn | |
| It's you who lit this cradle pyre | |
| It is you who woke this storm | |
| So I do this with regret | |
| But you've left me with little choice | |
| When your mouth is full of threats | |
| When you speak you use my voice | |
| Oh child where will you run | |
| When the world's on fire | |
| Old man see what you've done | |
| As the flames grow higher |