I used to be in a band called The Illawen, which was a two piece synth-metal outfit, with my friend Ceightie. And he’s keeping the music alive! Here he is performing O The Dark Tides of Solstice Day acoustic with The Homeless People (who, for what it’s worth, are the real deal, unless living in a car keeps you from counting as homeless).
The synth metal version is still online: O The Dark Tides of Solstice Day and lyrics are after the cut.

they thought they were safe in their decadent retreat
but one cannot hide forever
one cannot sit high on the hill
and poison our rivers
they cause our cancers
they are a cancer

the battlefield is silent
the victory is ours
we’re breaking out windows
and jumping on cars

la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
jumping on cars!

arrows break glass the guard falls dead
with rope and hook we bring down iron walls
three hundred black-clad warriors
come charging through the breach
bearing dark to the world on a warm evening wind
blades gleam bright in the summer sun
whitewashed walls run red with blood

the battlefield is silent
the victory is ours
we’re breaking out windows
and jumping on cars
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
jumping on cars!

gold means nothing to the gods of dark and soil
they guard their precious treasures but we’ve come for their heads
desecrated bodies thrown upon the gates
dead vacant eyes watch the sun descend
entrails hung like holly from the trees
decorate the land on this holy day

we bid good evening to suburbia
a world that cannot see the morrow
who will mourn their tailored ambitions
their papered desires
will it be the birds above on summer winds?
I think not

the battlefield is silent
the victory is ours
we’re breaking out windows
and jumping on cars
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
jumping on cars!

the battlefield is silent
the victory is ours
we’re breaking out windows
and jumping on cars
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
jumping on cars!