I
"Before St Pancras Hotel was built,
before the trains distrurbed their sleep,
notorious slums were buzzing all around
stinking River Fleet.
In here the butchers dumped their rotten meat,
and the many 'houses of office' relieved the passers-by
of outcoming shit,
London's royal crap floated here,
in old River Fleet.
By 1733 the stench woke up the dead in the cemeteries all around,
(I'd know 'cause I put them there)
the graves shone like a sparkling jewel,
dumped in shit,
all around stinking River Fleet.
In 1846 a sewage explosion occured,
that covered the area even more in shit,
(if that could be)
THAT was where I used to live,
down in old River Fleet.
Looking at St Pancras old hotel,
I start to weep, 'cause I was there,
covered in blood and gore and hair,
in one of the two triple rooms,
(I was somewhat more theatrical back then).
I start to weep 'cause I was there,
when they covered River Fleet,
and when the lovely rooms were
electically lit back in 1885,
in old River Fleet."
"Why are you telling me all this, you slimmy creep?
WHAT DO I CARE OF OLD RIVER FLEET?
If you are going to kill me spare me the grand tour and the shit!"
"But oh, you WILL learn to love River Fleet,
You will....eventually.."
II
"You were so right...this is my home,
where else was I supposed to go,
these are my people, this is my blood,
flowing freely on the brick wall."
Their pale faces clung on the wall,
with reptile tongues they licked the blood
they craved for more,
his throat they tore.
"Don't be afraid, you shall not die,
your brothers and sisters and I
will never, ever lie.
You'll hunt for more blood,
more people will come,
you'll bring them to me,
just like the way it used to be,
before Adeline...our love, our mother, ceased to live."
All movement and sound stopped
at the mention of her name,
then a growl and a painful howl,
then bitter silence pierced the air.
"Adeline, Adeline...more blood will spill for Adeline.."
III
"Adeline,
our beloved Queen.
We bathed in blood,
she gave us unconditional love,
but she always wanted more,
more blood, more power over all,
until she met her match
in the face of the mighty Beast.
Oh Adeline,
you were our immortal Queen".
"It must be found!"
"We must avenge her death!"
"But who should we send to the Beast's lair?"
They all looked at him, the newcomer against the wall,
he seemed strong,
and fresh, and tasty...
they can't be wrong.
"Down in old River Fleet the Beast now dwells,
he snatched Adeline from our own hands.
It's here I feel it, beneath our feet,
and still it feeds on poor Adeline.
I brought you here, you're bound to me,
you kill the Beast, I'll set you free,
should you defy me,
I'll suck you dry..."
"You go!" the poor man said
"You're old and strong and a true Beast yourself,
how am I supposed to kill the thing,
LOOK AT ME!
I AM ALMOST DEAD!"
The young man fell on the brick floor,
he wanted to weep,
to run for the door.
IV
"I SHALL NOT. I PREFER TO DIE!
RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW!
And as for poor Adeline,
she deserved to be eaten,
to be butchered alive.
I DONT CARE
DAMN YOU ALL!
I hope the Beast eats your soul".
They surrounded him,
all his clothes were ripped.
First the flesh,
then the heart,
then they pulled him apart.
They sucked all his juice
and his saulty meat,
Down in old River Fleet.
The dead man's eyes opened wide,
he smiled and let out a cry.
Then a thin, small thing lifted its tiny head and revealed its teeth.
Its small spidery hands
were raised from inside
the dead man's lungs
and swirled at them,
devoured their throats.
The Beast had hidden oh.. too well
in the yound man's dead shell.
The great, old vampire started to run,
but the beast caught him by the arm,
and with a reeking breath,
the Beast sent the immortal to hell,
to meet dear, sweet Adeline
Down In Old River Fleet.
(down in old river Fleet, London)
