Kieran Simkin · Electronic press kit
Arcadians
Out now · released 25 September 2026
The song
Greek mythology meets electronic music in Arcadians, a single by Kieran Simkin.
Pan, Callisto and Arcas move through a world of green hills, stars and bass. Listen to the full track, follow the timed lyrics and explore the release links above.
Listen and explore
From old highlands to future sky
Listen to the full song and follow its mythic world through the timed lyrics. A playable game inspired by these arcade visuals is planned.
Full track · 4:33
Journey position
- Intro
- Verse 1
- Pre-Chorus
- Build 1
- Drop 1
- Post-Drop
- Verse 2
- Build 2
- Final Drop
- Outro
Catalogue
Recording identifiers
- QT6EB2639508
Press asset
Official cover artwork
Use the supplied artwork unchanged and credit the release to Kieran Simkin.
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Lyrics
Official lyrics for Arcadians.
Arcadians
No crown, no concrete
Just mountain breath and moonlit stone
Arcadia...
Where the green stays gold
Pan in the pines, river in the light
Wildflower fires in the velvet night
Old-world echoes under the trees
One land, one heart, one harmony
Hear the pipes through the valley below
Ancient rivers, timeless flow
No chains on the roots, no walls in the sky
Arcadia calling, we rise, we rise
Pan on the pipe
Wind in the pines
Mountain pulse in the bloodline
Higher, higher, into the light
Wild green world, electrify
AR-CA-DI-A!
Wild green frequency!
Bass in the valley, roots in the beat
Unspoiled heaven under our feet!
AR-CA-DI-A!
Let the mountains shake!
Pan’s pipe screaming while the earth wakes
Nature in balance—
BREAK! BREAK! BREAK!
Arcadia...
Arcadia...
Callisto’s stars on the mountainside
Arcas dreaming where the rivers glide
Shepherd songs in the open air
No empire owns what the wild can share
Hear the pipes through the valley below
Ancient rivers, timeless flow
No chains on the roots, no walls in the sky
Arcadia calling, we rise, we rise
AR-CA-DI-A!
Wild green frequency!
Thunder in the hills, fire in the leaves
The wild stays free when the people believe!
AR-CA-DI-A!
Let the mountains shake!
Pan’s pipe screaming while the earth wakes
Nature in balance—
BREAK! BREAK! BREAK!
From the old highlands
To the sound-system sky
Arcadia never died