Friday, March 22, 2013

CRONE [produced by: HomeGrown]







Finally face to face with the one I’ve given chase to, 
Hey you Witch, take a good look at what you’ve done to me, 
You hunted me and instructed the bayou rattler’s fangs that burn like a flame 
to get sunken into my veins that day in the swamp, 
“Oh, stop it” she said, “My name is The Crone,
it’s my job to find the Noble who will complete the Pleroma Tome, 
for so many years, I’ve searched through Heaven and Earth, 
I yearned and through every dimension, I left no stone unturned, 
and then I sensed the rabbit with the vibration of Ishtar, 
You are no Icarus because you can fly far over the sun,
There’s no wax to melt or run for your wings are attached, 
You are the one”, 
I don’t believe I’m sleeping in my bed 
cause this can’t just be a dream in my head,
She says we’ve met but I forget, 
I’m standing alone with The Crone, 
A whole murder of crows perched on her shoulders,
Feel bewitched as I behold her,
Her raggy cloak was tattered and torn but at the same time adorned 
with diamonds, gold and strange trinkets rare looking 
and over a flame she had a beast of rare meat, barely cooking, 
She offered me some cuts, I said “Are you nuts? 
What’s going on?  Tell me now, damn it,
besides, what the fuck is that nasty shit?
I’m a rabbit, I like carrots” 
Then she threw a slice in my mouth, 
The blood was Vienna, a centerfold opened in my mind, 
Life tastes nice, I’m glad I ate 
Wait, I’m no cannibal, carnivore, 
Oh God, please no more of this metamorphosis 
and then the Witch hit me with a switch and said “Stop babbling, rabbit, 
You are the siamese twin of Anakin 
One world in, one world out, now do the Harlequin shuffle 
as we shovel out the gutters making way for the rainwaters”,
I don’t believe I’m sleeping in my bed 
cause this can’t just be a dream in my head,
She says we’ve met but I forget, 
I’m standing alone with The Crone, 
A whole murder of crows perched on her shoulders,
Feel bewitched as I behold her,
Damn, this is all a bit much and I must be touched in the head 
to believe any word of it but I don’t know what to do 
because through and through I know in my bones what she says is true, 
“hee-hee hoo-hoo” she cackled, “There’s only one way out of your shackles 
because from a rattler attack like that, there’s no coming back 
except wading in the water where the bow follows yak, I mean Ox but talk is cheap, 
You must stand face to face with a terrible Beast and defeat it, 
Bring me it’s eyes as a prize then I’ll make you the healing deal you seek and seal it,
I’ll reveal the path” she said with a sinister laugh, 
“Are you up for the task?  If you strike with a quick step and Godspeed, 
then on my bottomless black heart, this promise I’ll keep, 
Yes, you are dreaming but you are not asleep”,
I don’t believe I’m sleeping in my bed 
cause this can’t just be a dream in my head,
She says we’ve met but I forget, 
I’m standing alone with The Crone, 
A whole murder of crows perched on her shoulders,
Feel bewitched as I behold her
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