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Goblin Queen
- Goblin Queen -
A Tribute to the Movie Labyrinth
Ah sweetest madness that is mine!
The king of the dark realm of Faerie,
King of goblins and creatures dark…
From beyond the counting of time:
In androgynous glory, he came to me.
Did he hear me reading in the park?
The book of the Labyrinth, secret old,
Holding insanity mortals never know:
Until it is too late to reconsider again!
Have I sold my soul, or my brother’s?
The clock ticks, and he will change…
By the magic of the mad goblin king,
That god who knows my every sin:
Who stole that favorite of Mother’s!
Perhaps I am just a little deranged…
For I am happy enough to just sing.
With inhuman creatures for company,
I set off into the Labyrinth to find him.
Not my brother, whom I oft despise,
But the beautiful god, in that castle…
He who reigns with an eternal dignity.
Who has enchanted me at his whim!
He is changing me, oh to my surprise.
My brother was ever such a hassle…
But Mother will go mad if he suffers,
So I must bring him back if I am able.
If he looks like a goblin will it matter?
What if he eats from enchanted table!
I must beware of oubliettes, foul bog,
And other horrors, mad monsters too.
Passing realms of beauty and of fog…
Until the castle of the king, I see true.
Through perils untold, dark dungeon,
Filled with sharp devices of torment!
Even through Hell must I so: ascend.
Beware the rocks that can bludgeon,
And the guardians that might resent,
Intruders who come ‘round the bend!
I pass the perils, the mad logic twists,
Riddles of nonsense and other wiles:
Of Faerie, that: seek to bind wrists…
And ensnare, with an evil that defiles.
Soon I come to the castle, to dance,
In the arms of the king, who I adore!
He gives me a gown like some queen.
My heart is pricked by desire’s lance,
I melt in his arms, a wanton whore…
And I find myself trapped in a dream.
Where is my brother, is he hid well?
Then I see him, amidst zigzag stairs,
Breaking off into space, defying all!
Love or duty will save me from Hell,
But I must forsake all love’s snares,
And so reject the offered crystal ball.
I long to become the goddess equal,
Queen to the king, but I must decline.
For Mother wants her favorite back,
And I must return, a mad tale to tell.
She never loved me, oft did whine…
And fawn over my brother, so I lack,
Any feeling for him; but tolls the bell:
The clock is come full circle at last.
And now, I bring my brother home!
The king has no power in my heart…
A lie I tell him, for I love him madly.
I hate my brother; he is foul and fell,
Belonging to a part of my life past…
Was I sent here to, my hatred atone?
I solved the Labyrinth, did my part!
Yet I must forsake romance, sadly,
And so the king flies off into darks…
Beyond the fathoming: of all thought.
A white owl he becomes, and harks,
To distant climes, on wings brought.
Mother never believed even a word,
She called my tale insane, absurd…
My brother grew up, became a jerk.
But oft at night, magic I will work…
To open the portal to the Labyrinth,
And, with my king, I do make love!
For he is my lovely demonic prince,
I need no angel, to return me above.
The magic dance is about to begin!
Time to fill the underground with sin.
No one could blame me for walking away,
But the dark is my kingdom, my domain!
I shall go to claim my throne, on this day,
And leave behind a world filled with pain.
A Tribute to the Movie Labyrinth
Ah sweetest madness that is mine!
The king of the dark realm of Faerie,
King of goblins and creatures dark…
From beyond the counting of time:
In androgynous glory, he came to me.
Did he hear me reading in the park?
The book of the Labyrinth, secret old,
Holding insanity mortals never know:
Until it is too late to reconsider again!
Have I sold my soul, or my brother’s?
The clock ticks, and he will change…
By the magic of the mad goblin king,
That god who knows my every sin:
Who stole that favorite of Mother’s!
Perhaps I am just a little deranged…
For I am happy enough to just sing.
With inhuman creatures for company,
I set off into the Labyrinth to find him.
Not my brother, whom I oft despise,
But the beautiful god, in that castle…
He who reigns with an eternal dignity.
Who has enchanted me at his whim!
He is changing me, oh to my surprise.
My brother was ever such a hassle…
But Mother will go mad if he suffers,
So I must bring him back if I am able.
If he looks like a goblin will it matter?
What if he eats from enchanted table!
I must beware of oubliettes, foul bog,
And other horrors, mad monsters too.
Passing realms of beauty and of fog…
Until the castle of the king, I see true.
Through perils untold, dark dungeon,
Filled with sharp devices of torment!
Even through Hell must I so: ascend.
Beware the rocks that can bludgeon,
And the guardians that might resent,
Intruders who come ‘round the bend!
I pass the perils, the mad logic twists,
Riddles of nonsense and other wiles:
Of Faerie, that: seek to bind wrists…
And ensnare, with an evil that defiles.
Soon I come to the castle, to dance,
In the arms of the king, who I adore!
He gives me a gown like some queen.
My heart is pricked by desire’s lance,
I melt in his arms, a wanton whore…
And I find myself trapped in a dream.
Where is my brother, is he hid well?
Then I see him, amidst zigzag stairs,
Breaking off into space, defying all!
Love or duty will save me from Hell,
But I must forsake all love’s snares,
And so reject the offered crystal ball.
I long to become the goddess equal,
Queen to the king, but I must decline.
For Mother wants her favorite back,
And I must return, a mad tale to tell.
She never loved me, oft did whine…
And fawn over my brother, so I lack,
Any feeling for him; but tolls the bell:
The clock is come full circle at last.
And now, I bring my brother home!
The king has no power in my heart…
A lie I tell him, for I love him madly.
I hate my brother; he is foul and fell,
Belonging to a part of my life past…
Was I sent here to, my hatred atone?
I solved the Labyrinth, did my part!
Yet I must forsake romance, sadly,
And so the king flies off into darks…
Beyond the fathoming: of all thought.
A white owl he becomes, and harks,
To distant climes, on wings brought.
Mother never believed even a word,
She called my tale insane, absurd…
My brother grew up, became a jerk.
But oft at night, magic I will work…
To open the portal to the Labyrinth,
And, with my king, I do make love!
For he is my lovely demonic prince,
I need no angel, to return me above.
The magic dance is about to begin!
Time to fill the underground with sin.
No one could blame me for walking away,
But the dark is my kingdom, my domain!
I shall go to claim my throne, on this day,
And leave behind a world filled with pain.
Published 24th Jun 2023
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