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released June 15, 2012

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Ju Honisch & Katy Droege-Macdonald Frankfurt Am Main, Germany

Ju & Katy have been partners in musical crime ever since 1991 when they met at a German Star Trek convention at the late night filk circle.
When not filking, Ju writes fantasy novels. More about her writing can be found at www.juhonisch.de
If Katy is not travelling or trying to learn a new instrument, she also sings the filkish version of barbershop with the German filk quartet "Barbership".
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Track Name: Pageant Legend
Pageant Legend
Lyrics: © Juliane Honisch, March 2007 /
Music: © Kerstin Dröge-Macdonald, March 2007

I was born a royal princess, the heiress to a throne
And I would not have had to pull metal from stone.
But your father killed mine, who was the true-born king,
For his greed and his lust, and for no other thing.
And he conquered my sweet mother's marital bed
And did not even wait till her husband was dead.
And your conjuring con-man did the vanishing trick
Staged a 'magical' show for the dumb and the thick.

I'm a witch, I'm a bitch, I'm a woman.
You're a man, you're a king, you're a knight
I'm a working girl and single mother.
Royal slander's not easy to fight.
I am Morgan le Fay
And I was in your way!
So now you are King and insist you are good!
And the sword in your hand should give us food for thought.

You say I seduced you with my wicked art
But you were the one to demand and to start.
You were wanton, lascivious and proud of the day
And now you wish you could just chase me away.
They tell me your justice will help our land.
Where was that -- when you had me hunted and banned?
You ordered the blood of our son to be spilled,
Sent your round table bullies to have a child killed.

I'm a witch, I'm a bitch, I'm a woman,
You're a man, you' re a knight, you're a king,
I'm a working girl and single mother
There's no witchcraft involved in this thing.
I am Morgan le Fay
And I am in your way
So now you are King and insist you are wise!
And your image campaign might well win a first prize.

Bridge:
Don't tell me that this is religion
You did ne'er decide even which one
Don't tell me you're working for a greater good
When your way from the start has been swimming in blood.
They tell me a new age is dawning and grand
While I flee from your minions through what once was my land
And for centuries to come I see stakes burning bright
to keep women from freedom, from power, from might.

Cause we're witches, we're bitches, we're women,
You're kings, bloody knights, cruel men
We are working girls and single mothers
And you'll keep us all down if you can.
I am Morgan le Fay
And I was in your way
So now you are King and insist you are brave!
You give swords unto men and turn women 'nto slaves.

For history gets written by those who will win
And no one remembers what really has been.
You installed the legend of Arthur -
From the truth it could not have been farther.
Usurper and trickster and gang of strong men
What a team of unlikely bold heroes you've been!
And I hope you're life's short and your death full of pain
And I hope that my realm will not see you again.

I'm no witch, I'm no bitch, I'm a woman,
You're no hero, no saviour, no God,
I'm a working girl and single mother
You're a bastard, a puppet, a fraud,
I am proud, I am free
As you won't let us be!
You are King and one day you'll lie dead on the ground!
But your crooked male vision will still stay around.
Track Name: The Wild Hunt
The icy night
Falls dark and black and kills the day.
No light in sight,
No Christmas sleigh is on its way
And time goes on.
The dark, wild hunt will bite and tear,
Once it's begun,
Will ride your soul without a care.
Dead people walking
Ignore your baulking
Beckon you with might.
Don't fly with the night!

The hoar frost bites
And freezes trees and leaves like glass.
White mist, it blights
And spoils the land and will not pass.
Your eyes go blind
In darkness and in cloudy grey.
The hunt will find
You and your life will fly away.
Dark dreams and night mares
Will ever fight there
Everywhere and here
All in snow will blear.

They freeze your heart,
Blood curdles in your brittle veins.
A baleful art
Draws misery with gelid paints.
No day's in sight,
it could not ever farther be.
The icy night
Is Lord and does not hear your plea.
Dark and querulous
Flies the susurrus.
Close your hearing fast!
Or be lost at last.

There wails the song.
Oh, that you had not heard it now!
You're drawn along.
Your soul is breaking every vow.
Into the ice
You're running towards your doom and death
And in a trice
The storm wind steals your final breath.
Spirits pale and stale
Make you death inhale
And with them you fly.
In the ice you die.

Yule night,
Cruel night,
Ice night.
Vice might
Think in
Sinking
Thoughts of winter,
Drive you into
Lour
Power.
See them?
Flee them!
They come -
May come
Feel your,
Steal your
Soul and
Roll it
Down
Towards doom.