royal night mayor
artemis flambe return today
the way you were in ever gladed woods
whos got the goods if not you..?
desired hunted thing amazing weakness
sikh at the brainstem where the storm trembles
we all down further than our knees to serve zeitgeist number twice
i’m all kinds of people so be nice to see you
artemis huntress goddess more or less
i bow to you and quiver
i shiver in anticipation of your fine divine touch
deliver me in resplendent devilry
i was feeling lucky but i pulled a thirteen
down on dolphin street with my paris spleen
its hard to believe that we all are unseen
i ramble as i cram the words on a page
i dream as i fill these reams with stupid dreams
i shudder under the sheet in nights of fiery sleet
i mutter my hopeless spell that smells of crete
i play my bass even off my face still my fingers find their place
i wrote a song about you it came out wrong
i was wrong about you
i thought i was in doubt without you
i thought that the prey that you brought me
had sought me out earlier
in the hurly burly of my surliness
i approach the universe in all its curliness
the wormholes are narrow
even your arrows are slowed to standstill
the land fills the sea
if i am ever to be me
then who will set me free..
artemis flambe..?
ho ho i dont think so..!