Before Sumer Hittite and Phoenician Warriors
Also the Sarmatians in green dragon-like scales
Older than the Egyptians, the oldest who set sail
Legendary Tuathe d'Anu sprung from their band
When they first came to Eire and Scottish land
Seafaring Scythians the Ring Lords of yore
Were the root stock from the time before
Near the Black Sea originally or thereabouts
They got about we can have no doubt
Bearing the banner of the Dragon
That was mimicked by the Romans
Queens their Kings and warriors
Traveled across Asia and Europe
To many locations and to Hyperboria
Within the woods of Caledonia where
Pict-Sidhe made mischief marvelously
With the run rings round Roman army
Who called them Picture People Picts
As with colour and design their faces were licked
Truly Lords and Ladies of the Northern Forests
Though they could not forever the new order resist
By the time of Constantine AD 751
A whole new world had begun
The Roman Catholic Church it had arrived
They reduced the Tuathe to faerie size
Mythologizing those who had been real
Reducing their power with new religious zeal
Obscuring memories of the nomadic races
This was political spin from high places
With armies of might behind, courtesy of their new Kings
What do we find? A spot of ethnic cleansing
That one Donation of Constantine could now bring in
A spurious document if ever there was one
Detailing that the Pope could create by divine sanction
All Kings from his God-given crowning hand
Though Charlemaine for one saw the underlying plan
Of deceit lies and murder that had forged it
In truth though he lived it he deplored it
His mother was of the Merovingian Line it seems
Descended from King David and Jesus the Nazarene
The new style Kingship subverted the Queen
Without whom no Kings had ever been
Replacing her with a pious old man
Privy to God who speaks his command
After Christ’s death on the cross
The obsolete Queens were collateral loss
Now the Pope could decide
Who would commit genocide
This document allowed it all to be
Alas alas for the Grail Dynasty
For can you hear the keening
It is the Cri de Melusine
Her lonely heart still pines
There way out on the extreems
She has seen times both harsh and bleak
Know now of whom it is I speak
Mermaid Melusine last of the line
She who lived at the same time
As when was implemented the Donation
Of Emperor Flavius Constantine
With marital betrayal as well
She became exiled to her own hell
Which is to orbit the Earth long
Crying her heart rending song
Lady lizard Queen refined
Grail maiden since olden time
Fountain faerie soul sublime
Last Queen of the Elfin Line
At least as regards unbroken
Lineage by bards be spoken
Of Who is descended from Whom
This all Kings are impelled to do
They need some worthy line to be or assume
These geneologic bards would link their kin
With those seen as befitting
To be seen as related to
A most crucial thing this was to do
For all their power and killing
They still needed credibility in
The public eye
Needed it all the time
Melusine was the ultimate catch
For any aspiring Royal match
Her paradox is because Constantine’s
Donation is responsible for falsely
Costing us the loss of her precious line
And really everyone knows
The emperor wears no clothes
Yet she is perceived as half this half that
Desirable yet demoniac dynastocrat
Depicted both as the devil’s daughter
And also of the highest regal order
Melusine we have found you
Here in the heart of this story
You were sent out of bounds
We are here to restore you
You of the line that once ran the temple
Where nine maidens preserved their menstrual
Bloods in a cup for the imbibing of Kings
That it might them good Kingship bring
You whose mother Pressyne was deceived by her step-son
Nathas whose jealous tongue all your sadness begun
Pressyne's husband King Elynas was by these lies beguiled
Which forced your mother Pressyne into vow fated exile
This was because she had bade him never
Spy on her birthing or feeding their babes
When Elynas was tricked into your nursery
She left forever with her daughters three
To your own fate this was precursory
Much the same happened to you
There was nothing that you could do
Betrayed by a foolish serpentine word
Spoken where several people heard
By Raymond de Verrieres first Compte d'Anjou
He who had made marriage vows to you
But your husband who knew of your lizard skin
Spoke and broke the trust that you'd given him
Implying you possessed bat wings and a mermaid's tale
You left this world the marriage failed
The Dragon features had been your mothers curse
Of the three sisters she punished you the worst
For the penance you meted out on your dad
His slip of tongue that had made you all mad
Because of you your father went half insane
On the high Northumbrian mountain range
Where you and your sisters had imprisoned him
When he died so sorely your mother was missing him
She built a great tomb with statue and inscription
Guarded by Grymault the Giant's eternal protection
Melusine daughter of Pressyne fountain faerie before you
Your fate forged by feelings forced through
You and your sisters who gave grief to Elynas
Though you didn't know it was not his fault
In a web of deceit he had become caught
Your father lost it with that in his face
And Nathas was made King in his place
This tale of your life it has much sorrow
Yet I do have hope for your tomorrow
You who pine the loss of each relative
On the outer stratospheres a fugitive
Spied with your wonderful serpent tail
Expelled out of reach to forever wail
You whose ancestry stemmed from when
Royal Egyptian and Scythian Houses did blend
Confirming the line as new culture was bred
By consenting Queens that chose who they'd bed
A bloodline long was theirs they had birthed
The Starfire they gave it quenched cosmic thirst
Better even than Orme Gold
Governance fey it let unfold
From Tiamat the original Dragon Queen
Of the Eden founding Annunnaki
A.k.a. the Shining Ones Elves or Elohim
Who with Cro-Magnon Man inbred their destiny
Teaching agriculture up in high Eden
From where spreading out new culture began
Through Princess Scota to Scotland's Albany Kings
Whose ancestors were crocodile cult Egyptians
Through Solomon David Mary and Jesus
To Northumberland and Caledonia's woods
Where were living the original Robin Hoods
Then to the Verrieres de Forez near St Etienne
At Lusina ‘light bringer’ where stands your fountain
The people and the land are all interwoven strands
That this is what once was, few now understand
Such a rich and ancient line of muse inspired kings
To be extinguished with a document is one of those things
Accepted and forgotten but I’m telling you now
That we think it’s a fraud is there any way how
You can come back to help us ‘cos we need your touch
And we really do miss you so very much
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