layout: post title: Kermicha, c ha chacha. date: '2017-09-19T08:41:00.001-07:00' author: Adam M. Dobrin tags: modified_time: '2017-09-19T10:58:34.832-07:00' thumbnail: http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsUik_MtnMI/WcE6lwNuWiI/AAAAAAAAHgQ/Rh-DeROuW2wocgQ1IhuZjW6VAy2VL09gwCK4BGAYYCw/s72-c/image-770117.png blogger_id: tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4677390916502096913.post-4095976585816399218 blogger_orig_url: ./2017/09/kermicha-c-ha-chacha.html

 

THE CROSS OF OUR CHRIST

 

 

 

 

 

and in the naked light i walked alone

hallowed streets, nearly cobblestone

and the words of the prophets

vibrated the foundation of the air

 

remember the day the jails disappear

he begged the angels to sing

remember the freedom it will bring

and the end of ridiculous fear

 

seeing the fake skies and the blue son

quickly brings an end to all pain

it's not conjecture, I know I've already won

all it takes, is just a little bit of rain

 

Jack A. B. Flash sat on a candle stick

those falling tears lead quickly to magic gifts

just a few emails sent over to Warwick

known from the past to heal all rifts

 

this world was made broken to be fixed

we seem to be trying so hard to pretend it's ok

and the sky, oh... it's been dixed

we've turned "normal" on it's head, i so say

 

turn around

 

 

 

It's the truth, your music is prettier than mine.

 

I SCARY? OWE t.

 

THAT'S DA t

 

EVERYTHING WRONG 

WITH AMERICA

 

  

 

  

 

BUT MOST OFHALL

 

 

I AM S  T O  N E

 

THUNDERSTAND THIS STORY 

HELPS US SAVE THE WORLD

 

LET it BE FIXED

 

 

"SO MARRED WAS HIS V IS AGE"

 

come on

it'll be fun

  

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