'Torcher Chamber, My Late Night Prayer'
"Torcher Chamber, and My late night prayer" Stars dance like animated jazz, here's a shot from times to pass~ I thought we'd laugh while pail moons shattered like glass ~Unknowing, it wouldn't go anything like that Torcher chambers burn backs, all attention to the corner plagued with murder~ inside the minds of just another killer, no thoughts to speak, 'cause he's just another monster Calls for wars like dinner bells, sells anything that'll triple on the store shelves~ even though they are claiming the lives of our wives hidden beneath the sand They tell you don't try & figure it out, lest you store a little knowladge inside your head~ lest your third eye thrive on what's been said, this be not another creature of the undead~ ~But Another Messenger Painted Red Respectfuly Dead, ~Timmy G. (Kashshaptu, Edin Na Zu! Zi Dingir Kia Kanpa! Zi Dingir Anna Kanpa! Lalartu Alal Kanpa! Uggae Kanpa! Uruku Kanpa! Alla Kanpa! Rabishu Barra!) Written January 19th, 2002 © on Jan 18 2002 08:13 PM PST 10 • 0 • 9
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""Torcher Chamber, and My late night prayer"..."