Huntress Di de Crepitus

 

Hopscotching through the street light puddles

Looking for a fight,

I’ve got my crypt kickers on,

 I’m ready for to night

I hope you’re spinning in your grave,

Awakened by your thirst

Cause I’m also out for blood tonight

And yours will be the first.

My joints are burning fevered fire

I ache with moisture surge

This effervescent dark desire

passion’s pains to purge

I’m the Huntress Di de Crepitus

I promise you this

I’m gonna take you out 

all steak no chips.

You, you won’t see the morning.

And you, you won’t see me mourning.

You, you won’t last the evening

And you, you won’t see me leaving.

You’re a creature of the night,   

But I am one as well

And bats and fungus like the dark,

Not just the folk from hell. 

We’re sick of your biting wit,

We hate the way you count.

I’ve eaten garlic bread and I

am sweating it out.

My joints are burning fevered fire

I ache with moisture surge

This effervescent dark desire

passion’s pains to purge

I’m the Huntress Di de Crepitus

I promise you this

I’m gonna take you out 

all steak no chips.

You, you won’t see the morning.  

And you, you won’t see me mourning.

You, you won’t be feeding

No, you, you won’t see me bleeding,

Anachronistic as a tango in the discotheque 

And how the tables turn; now I'm a pain in your neck.

Your prey is mostly out by day and you can't day-time stalk

You'd have to buy the world's supply of factor 50 block. 

My joints are burning fevered fire

I ache with moisture surge

This effervescent dark desire

passion’s pains to purge

I’m the Huntress Di de Crepitus

I promise you this

I’m gonna take you out 

all stake no chips.

You, you won’t see the morning.  

And you, you won’t see me mourning.

You, don’t heed this warning

And you, it’s you i'm scorning.

And when the sun creeps back  

And you are dust upon the dawn

I’m throwing back a coffee,

Getting my sunglasses on.

‘Cause in the day time others

Of your species group to feed

Off our precious psychic energy

I won’t let you suck. Cede!

My joints are burning fevered fire

I ache with every moisture surge

Effervescent dark desire

Passion’s pain to purge

I’m the Huntress Di de Crepitus

I promise you this:

I’m gonna take you out

 all stake no chips.

You, you won’t see the morning.

And you, you won’t see me mourning.

You, you won’t last this evening

And you, you won’t see me leaving.

Little One

 You said I could be anything

As long as the words you wrote were the words I'd sing.

You said I could be anyone

If I'd do exactly what you'd want.

They said "You could be a star

If you lose ten pounds and change who you are".

They said "You could have this part. 

Come sit on this couch, you know where to start".

Oh my little one, you're prettier

In ribbons, dresses, ruby slippers,

Glossy pout and frilly knickers.

Oh my little one, your innocence 

Now bought and sold, preserved pretence

With pain and pills you're recompensed.

You said I shouldn't use my mind;

Smart women aren't hired and the world is unkind.

You said that I shouldn't frown;

Because wrinkles are ugly, ageing's not allowed.

They said someone should shut me down.

So they gave me more pep pills, trapped inside their playground.

They said I was a doped up mess;

NDA silenced, I could not confess.

Not so little one, the time has come

To climb the beanstalk, get the gold,

Write off all of the lies they've sold.

Not so little one, no one's gonna come to rescue you 

No woodsman, fairy, crystal shoe.

No no no no no no no no.

You said you'd cut another deal,

But your Faustian pact just does not appeal.

You said I'd never work again,

That I'd stumble through life and end up round the bend.

They said I would change my mind,

Come crawling back, leave my freedom behind.

They said they would write me off,

Slander my name, tell the world I'm insane.

La, la la la la la la la.

You're the little one, you come to me

On bended knee with palms outstretched 

As if I'd forgive, as if I'd forget.

You're the little one.

You cast me as your princess,

 I became the femme fatale.

I say you shouldn't follow me,

For I am the giant, this beanstalk belongs to me.

I say you couldn't take control 

Of my future. I've paid with the years that you stole. 

I say mutual exploitation

Cuts both ways. I'm banking those days.

I say "You avaricious fool,

You were just a tool now I make all the rules."

No more little one, you can't climb trees in ruby slippers.

You'll get a slap in the face from the hand that feeds. 

You're the little one

I've been where you'll never go;

Behind the curtain, beyond the rainbow.

No more little one, the time has come

To take the less well travelled road 

And follow it, wherever it goes.

Listen/Download Little One on BandCamp

https://empireof.bandcamp.com/track/little-one-original

Witch's Garden

 Green grow the shoots here in my witch's garden.

Tiny green tendrils that reach to the light.

The fox wears the bells here in my witch's garden;

Atropa bells nod. Keep watch in the night. 

My heart is purple as hellebore

that blooms in cold and rain.

My colours warm with pleasure

to thaw your frozen pain.

Tall grow the trees here in my witch's garden.

Higher than headheight, verbena in your eye.

Short grow the shrubs here in my witch's garden.

All thyme is creeping, at least in your eyes.

My heart is purple as hellebore 

that blooms in cold and rain.

My colours warm with pleasure

to thaw your frozen pain.

Perfume hangs heavy in my witch's garden;

Lilac that lingers long after the sun.

Firebird foxgloves in my witch's garden,

mend broken hearts but could break them for fun!

My heart is purple as hellebore

that blooms in cold and rain. 

My colours warm with pleasure 

to thaw your frozen pain.

Pity invaders in my witch's garden;

unwittingly playing with death at each touch.

They nourish the ground here in my witch's garden.

Of blood meal and bone meal there's never enough! 

My heart is purple as hellebore 

that blooms in cold and rain.

My colours warm with pleasure 

to thaw your frozen pain. 

Listen to the song here; 

https://on.soundcloud.com/JyyjV

Deeper

 I've been waiting so long.

I said, I've been waiting so long.

But like every man or woman that ever has been, you're running late.

You never call, never phone or write. 

You just don't show up for our date.

No, no.

All I ever wanted, ever wanted 

Was One Good Man.

All I ever wanted, ever wanted

Was a love

That's deeper.

So I met a poet at the Chelsea, he said

"I'll be your Bobby, you can be my Brigitte"

So I lent him my head and he gave me a hand, baby

Get It While You Can. He

Promised me poems. I said, "Catch Me Daddy!

Go read to old ladies instead!" 

Yeah yeah. 

All I ever wanted, ever wanted Was

One good man.

All I ever wanted, ever wanted Was

A love

That's deeper.

I'm just A Woman Left Lonely

Singing in this empty room.

I've gotta Try (Just A Little Bit Harder) to wait

My cigarettes burned out too soon.

So I'm out here walking in the rain

Little Girl Blue with her Ball and Chain.

What Good Can Drinking Do? Oh.

All I ever wanted, ever wanted

Was one good man.

All I ever wanted, ever wanted

Was a love, a love a love, a love

That's deeper, yeah. 

So I found myself a new man.

He's tall and he's thin.

Not much of a looker.

His countenance is grim.

He's only got one outfit, his smile is wide.

No Mercedes Benz, just a horse to ride.

Under this Half Moon it's finally time

To stop my Misery'n. Oh! 

All I ever wanted, ever wanted

Was one good man.

All I ever wanted, ever wanted

Was a love, that's deeper. Yeah.

So this Summertime

I've found my love

I've got one good man!

And he's the Reaper. 

New poem, new song. 

Find it online:  Empire of - Deeper. 

Listen here: https://on.soundcloud.com/pjvTD

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