a dirty long day without you

So now watch as they tie the damsel to the railroad
Tracks are so bumping, the club is really jumping
Slinging an emo-tional groove making that party
Hat on the hero that grabs the damsel pimping...

Under the ocean depth, a deep sound channel flowing
A buried root chakra grounded in the northern pole
Music infused vibration will then travel the rowing
As the crown chakra headed on the southern pole...

Their cosmic keyboard rewound by an imploded Deus
As that amounts to whistling across the grave yard
Their lexicon divulgence as the fire worshiped muses
Spinning common sense covers more in the play yard...

And now the new revelations through old lamentations
As their calling it everything but the child of God
With redacted information of the most soulful relations
So didn't Lucifer always want to be the rock star?...