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Martha, Queen of Montreal (opinions appreciated)

  • 14-09-2007 1:58am
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    Born too late to hesitate
    Robyn echoed in her ears
    “You’d best stand with the upper hand,
    By the time the smoke has cleared”

    Words subside, but still reside
    Shadowy, seductive refrain
    “Goals to fulfil, blood to spill…
    But Martha you’ll remain”

    Born in debt to desire
    Never to be repaid
    Entwined in her seduction
    The foundations had been laid

    She’ll go too far
    Though it won't deter
    Martha bloodies the stars
    For shining brighter than her

    Her friends, she’ll slay
    For forsaking her lies
    She’ll blacken the day
    For illuminating the void within her eyes

    Her dress slides, your whole world disjoints
    Martha’s ****ed lesser men, just to prove a point
    Smell of fine wine, you’ll swear you’re in control
    On principle, Martha’s stolen men’s very souls

    “Sweetheart, you can have it all
    Sweetheart, I can’t fall”

    Struggle not in contemplation
    Proceed direct to resignation
    A second’s hesitation
    Her silvery hair’s your destination

    The world is contingent, its law sure and stringent
    But between her thighs, her emerald eyes
    Lies a baleful gulf

    “Sweetheart, I can’t fall
    I’m the Queen of Mon-tre-al
    Sweetheart, I can’t fall
    I’m the Queen of Mon-tre-al”
    Martha will pry from you all trust
    In her fingers, turned to dust
    Martha will take all about you that’s good
    Chew on every sinew, drink every drop of blood

    “Sweetheart, I can’t fall
    I’m the Queen of Mon-tre-al
    I’m the Queen of Mon-tre-al”


Comments

  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 3,432 ✭✭✭Steve_o


    Thats excellent, reads more like a powerful poem, which is a great thing!! Very good stuff man, keep it up!


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