Date: Sun, 23 Aug 1998 11:07:07 -0400 To: FKArchiver@fkfanfic.com From: "Brenda F. Bell" Subject: FILK: Valley of the Kings (1/1) Originally posted to FKFIC-L 3/18/98 -- a day late, but the idea hit me that morning. Spoilers: "Ashes to Ashes" Warnings: Graphical description of violence, Comments: Diviants, and probably DoDs, should enjoy this one. Disclaimers: None of the characters are mine; they were created by Jim Parriott and belong to SONY/Tristar. No characters, actors, children, or sarcophagi were harmed in the production of this filk, and the management disclaims all responsibility for any persons or property harmed in the reading of this filk. Permissions: This may be archived on the fk-ftp and fkfanfic sites. Betas: None. Well, my own twisted mind -- maybe. The Valley of the Kings (tune: The Wearin' of the Green) Oh, *Father* dear, oh, did you hear The rumor's going 'round -- Your Divia is return'd from Hell To dog you like a hound. Your friends and fledgelings all to kill Your show to ruin I'll bring In payment for our last night in The Valley of the Kings. CHORUS: I've come to seek out my revenge For this and many things: The night you took my head off in The Valley of the Kings. When to Pompeii you last return'd Vesuvius did roar, Yet you in drunken stupor lie By Pluto's fatal door. 'Tis then I gave the gift to you A god to heroes brings -- But still, you did behead me in The Valley of the Kings. I saw you took the cameo You did to me impart -- My likeness as a mortal girl To keep by your still heart. I thought you loved me, *Father*, dear Above luxurious things, But yet you did refuse me in The Valley of the Kings. CHORUS: I've come to seek out my revenge For this and many things: The night you took my head off in The Valley of the Kings. Thought you I never could return Stopp'd by a blazing Sun? You marked not the greed of Man -- Your handiwork's undone. For I'm too old and powerful To die by any thing -- Not stake nor scythe nor crypt of stone Nor Valley of the Kings. Alone for two millenium Stayed I within my tomb, My native evil growing like A baby in a womb. Now that the child has come to term, The nursing babe I bring In payment for our last night in The Valley of the Kings. CHORUS: I've come to seek out my revenge For this and many things: The night you took my head off in The Valley of the Kings. I'll kill your mortal playthings first And drain their blood to drink -- Except for those few sips I'll poison With the bishop's drink. On th' youngest vampire friends of yours I next my mark will bring -- A suppurating evil from The Valley of the Kings. Once friends and colleagues you have none, I'll set upon our kin, For Lucius, one knows family By sensing blood within. >From youngest to the oldest one, Destruction I shall bring -- A gift brought by their grandma from The Valley of the Kings. CHORUS: I've come to seek out my revenge For this and many things: The night you took my head off in The Valley of the Kings. And when at last you are alone, Spurned by all that remain, I'll come to visit you and gloat O'er your eternal pain. For ne'er another you shall make, And death no peace shall bring Because you took my head off in The Valley of the Kings. Should you try to kill me first -- Beware that in this time To kill your only daughter is The harshest sort of crime. Then loneliness shall seek you out, Eternal madness bring -- And build a deeper prison than The Valley of the Kings. CHORUS: I've come to seek out my revenge For this and many things: The night you took my head off in The Valley of the Kings. Brenda F. Bell webwarren@earthlink.net /nick TMana IM: n2kye Arctophile, computer addict, TREKker, stealth photographer... UA, PoCBS, FKPagan; Neon-Green GlowWorm HugMistress of the Ger Bear Project http://members.Tripod.com/~TMana/ Gerthering 3 Photos: http://nj5.injersey.com/~ic97/gertherng/ Visit the Fiendish Glow at http://home.earthlink.net/~webwarren/glow/