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The Fairy Queen
Fairy Queen features both new songs and re-done songs in a dark wave, electronic style. Songs include Dead Gerbil, Fairy Queen, Herne The Hunter, Rowan and Bracken, Black Widow (the Goth Girl song) and Maria's Not A Catholic Anymore.
BLACK WIDOW Lyrics
There's something to be said for a lady in black
With long purple tresses running down her back
A little black casket with a cross by her side
And an arrogant shuffle in her walk, in her stride
Her lips are pursed where her fake fangs lay
She wields her purse in a defiant way
She's got a silk lace blouse and a spider web skirt
What they cover can only be described as pert
Oh Black Widow, oh gothette chick
One bite away from a blood lust lick
What can I give you that no one else could?
Your relationships suck but you look real good
Your life is devoted to erotic gore and I'm
Knock-knock-knocking on your coffin door
I'm dressing like Danzig, I'm talking like a freak
Your erotic psychotic D and S touch I seek
I've read every book in Anne Rice's trilogy
About Sleeping Beauty so you'll notice me
I've been dreaming of that one drop of blood that lies
On pale white skin as I worship at your thighs
Give me your cynicism, give me your trust,
Give me that click of your tongue in disgust
Oh Black Widow, oh gothette chick
Your cafe rantings are deliciously sick
Pour me a coffee so tart and so black
And describe your phantasms till I cum or I yack
Your look is Edward Gorey, your voice is Monroe
Your underwear reminds me of that midnight picture show
Your shoes are Puritan, your hair is blue
And I'll need intensive therapy for loving you
Oh Black Widow, oh gothette girl
Let me taste devotion at the mother of your pearl
Let me revel in the doomscape of your poetic mind
Let me worship Lillith and all of demon kind
Kiss me, bite me, tie me to your bed
Give me damiana for the throbbing in my head
Tell me that you love me as you shuffle out the door, and
Leave me pathetically wanting more
HERNE THE HUNTER Lyrics
Green the woods at break of day
Yellow now the dawn
Silent is the forest but for
Herne the hunter's horn
There as I was walking
I met a hunting swain
Soon we fell a-talking
And these words I did say
Go you to the gay green woods
Thick with leaf and vine
Do you hunt the milk white stag
With ivy in its tines
Once I saw the milk white stag
Running by the way
With my bow and my good steed
I thought to give it chase
Cold as snow the sacred hide
His antlers thick with vine
Ever did he look at me
With fire in his eyes
Go you to the gay green woods
Thick with leaf and vine
Do you hunt the milk white stag
With ivy in its tines
Through the woods he gave me chase
Wet my horses sides
Ever did he look at me
With fire in his eyes
Till at last we came to rest
In a meadow thick with thorn
Just as I had him in my sights
I heard the hunter's horn
There stood Herne the hunter
Terrible and grey
And with a voice like thunder
These words to me did say
Well my friend you hunted now
The prey that I made thine
Know that if you hit your mark
Your soul's forever mine
I drew the string back to my ear
But fear was in my heart
Wild and high my arrow flew
Swiftly ran the hart
Breathlessly I turned around, but
Herne was there no more
My arrow it lay shattered on the
Brackened forest floor
Go you to the gay green woods
Thick with leaf and vine
Do you hunt the milk white stag
With ivy in its tines
So good swain you know I said
The pain that I endure
For Herne the hunter lives within
My heart forever more
And if you go a-hunting and you
Seek the milk white heart
Prepare to pledge your soul to Herne or
Put away your dart
And I will never hunt again
I curse my bow and dart
That kept me from the forest God
That lives within my heart
Go you to the gay green woods
Thick with leaf and vine
Do you hunt the milk white stag
With ivy in its tines
FAIRY QUEEN Lyrics
A vision of the ancient Queen Of The Night, leading the Wild Ride through the Autumn forest.
Midnight glance is silence glazed
Misty shroud the leaves entwine
Long the fruit on bow has blossomed
Laden heavy hang the vines
Silence still the west wind carries
The tangy taste of the distant sea
Dark and deep the nightshade berries
Twist about the burdened lea
The jingling bells are hardly noticed
First, so heavy is the night
Creeping slowly ever nearer
Bridled mare of deathly white
Now children in their beds of feather
Moan and dream the passing sound
An owl takes flight, a sprig of heather
Spills its burden to the ground
Fairy Queen that rides the darkness with
Softly jingling bridle bells
Shadow of the ancient Mother
That on the wings of autumn dwells
Fairy Queen that claims the harvest
Yours the red fruit of the vine
Mab the song is unforgotten
The misty air the leaves entwine
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Patchwork Merchant Mercenaries had its humble beginnings as an idea of a few artisans and craftsmen who enjoy performing with live steel fighting. As well as a patchwork quilt tent canvas. Most had prior military experience hence the name.
Patchwork Merchant Mercenaries.
Vendertainers that brought many things to a show and are know for helping out where ever they can.
As well as being a place where the older hand made items could be found made by them and enjoyed by all.
We expanded over the years to become well known at what we do. Now we represent over 100 artisans and craftsman that are well known in their venues and some just starting out. Some of their works have been premiered in TV, stage and movies on a regular basis.
Specializing in Medieval, Goth , Stage Film, BDFSM and Practitioner.
Patchwork Merchant Mercenaries a Dept of, Ask For IT was started by artists and former military veterans, and sword fighters, representing over 100 artisans, one who made his living traveling from fair to festival vending medieval wares. The majority of his customers are re-enactors, SCAdians and the like, looking to build their kit with period clothing, feast gear, adornments, etc.
Likewise, it is typical for these history-lovers to peruse the tent (aka mobile store front) and, upon finding something that pleases the eye, ask "Is this period?"
A deceitful query!! This is not a yes or no question. One must have a damn good understanding of European history (at least) from the fall of Rome to the mid-1600's to properly answer. Taking into account, also, the culture in which the querent is dressed is vitally important. You see, though it may be well within medieval period, it would be strange to see a Viking wearing a Caftan...or is it?
After a festival's time of answering weighty questions such as these, I'd sleep like a log! Only a mad man could possibly remember the place and time for each piece of kitchen ware, weaponry, cloth, and chain within a span of 1,000 years!! Surely there must be an easier way, a place where he could post all this knowledge...
Traveling Within The World is meant to be such a place. A place for all of these artists to keep in touch and directly interact with their fellow geeks and re-enactment hobbyists, their clientele.
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