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Zodiac Killer

by Adam Majdecki-Janicki

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1.
Sword and axe like I'm carrying Arthur Through the jungle of death Silver hair and a crown in the jewel Dragons drugs and cold flat Sailed my ship through the wartime siren Will you heed the peace horn Born in times of war Raised in times of peace Fed the same old lies Killed the same old beast Armor bright like atomic sunrises Drawing near to your land Like a curtain of deceitful surprises You say Satan's the man Flew my ships through the galaxy courier Now the dark matter's torn Born in times of war Raised in times of peace Fed the same old lies Killed the same old beast Like a warrior or a wolf or a demon I keep scouting the rich Reoccuring in their nightmares of passing And eternal things There's no ring on my finger but murder Fields of blood red corn Born in times of war Raised in times of peace Fed the same old lies Killed the same old beast
2.
Road Demon 04:05
Pray to the wheel and the dial of Sun Oh, road demon Pray to the road if she’s ever begun Oh, road demon Pray to the cross and the valley of thorns Oh, road demon Pray to the cities you pass on this road Oh, road demon Road demon flees He’s an easy rider, easy rider in his dreams Pray to the wind and the moonlit bay Oh, road demon Hope that the road never leads you astray Oh, road demon Push that metal to the floor Oh, road demon Pump the fuel and let it all go Oh, road demon Road demon flees He’s an easy rider, easy rider in his dreams Pray to the prairie and the freezing sky Oh, road demon Pray to the storm and the fastening tide Oh, road demon One journey ends, another starts Oh, road demon Pray to the stars and the Witch of Sun Oh, road demon Road demon flees He’s an easy rider, easy rider in his dreams
3.
I was riding on my bike - looking for a perfect hike And I wasn't high on shrooms, though my head was filled with doom Listening to a space rock song I thought nothing could go wrong Started browsing you know what for you know who, just looking for a thing to do When a message popped out fast and I thought shit, man, I'm gonna crash But I managed to ride on down the road to Berlin dawn So she said she digs the Stones, got a thing for mammoth bones And her face made the whole trip a mess, later came this MMS Last thing I remember doing was a spinning and a turning To the tune of „Kick Out the Jams”, oh man, the shit has hit the fan Listening to a space rock song I thought nothing could go wrong But then I think the shrooms kicked in from a crater in her skin Yeah, I guess had a gig to play, but I couldn't come today So I woke up and the doctor gave me head on a sterile German bed What a trip, man. So I totaled everything but it helped my soul to sin With the sins I haven't sinned before „Son, they call it rock'n'roll” In the chill of spoon balloons she has swallowed both my moons And I gave her all kinds of highs, and I will till the day I die Just remember what Isabella said - before I tripped she told me „Break a leg!”
4.
Lodge 03:37
Just like a lodge on your way Just like a lodge on your way The lights were on but you didn't want to stay I'm just a lodge on your way Paint is peeling from the walls Water’s flooding down the hall And nothing’s left but the memory when you say I’m just a lodge on your way Will you ever learn Will you ever pay Will you ever find A cheaper place to stay Dirty windows smile, they’re facing town River’s on the back with all her frown You’ve chosen me, had no better place to stay I’m just a lodge on your way Mirrors crack and floors collapse Creatures leave their winter nests Exile laughs and permanence turns gray I’m just a lodge on your way Will you ever learn Will you ever pay Will you ever find A cheaper place to stay Just like a moth to the light Just like a fool in the night You came to rest and chase the bars away I’m just a lodge on your way
5.
I got my own mystery machine I got my own magic robe So at night when no one sees me I can travel where I want I don't need no permission I don't need advice It's a free admission We all got wise I got my own mystical highways I know the mantra of my heart No astronaut aborts this trip now We're taking cosmos to its start We don't need permission We ain't got no brakes It's our own ammunition We hope it's not too late We know the human race is weak now We know the golden days are through Sacred giants got so tired They've got a weapon they can use They don't need permission It was their own world Such a sad recognition Blow it up to void
6.
We’re just children Ice age children We’ve been living in the cold Too long We’re just dreamers Ugly dreamers We’ve been dreaming out this Frosty alien world Must get out, must leave fast Must get out, leave it now Must remain, must fulfill All desires, all the wishes anyhow We’re just sinners Little sinners We’ve been sinning since this Ice age world was born We’re just leaving We’ve been leaving Always hoping for escape From all the wrong Must get out, must leave fast Must get out, leave it now… We’re still children Mindless children Seen the slaughter And atrocities of ice It’s a wasteland Sordid wasteland Reaching deeper than We’ll ever realize Must get out, must leave fast Must get out, leave it now… We’ve no feelings Warmer feelings We’re just living on our own Amidst the cold We’re no wiser We’re no stronger We’re just cruel and very slowly Growing old
7.
Falling down new architecture Damp factories in the rain Rows of high rise tower blocks You know it’s never too late For the architect to explain For the writer to drop a line Falling down new architecture Falling utopian parks Falling down new architecture Tear down the plastic moon Let’s not get so futuristic You know these visions ain’t true For the sailor must sail a boat For the gardens must explode Falling down new architecture As white as mechanical doves Falling down new architecture Burn through her paper walls Rooms of imperial isolation Their horizons never fall For the prostitute to be rewarded For the script to sparkle apart Falling down new architecture Falling utopian art
8.
The victim’s head is falling, her skin is smooth as silk We’re trapped in Spanish castles, we’re high on coke and milk We watch the moon arising, we’re turning six to nine The dervish kiss is coming, get ready for your mind The serious mime is watching behind the writer’s desk He’s taking notes on vision, his suit is such a mess He’s teaching levitation in every Sunday school And while the sky is cracking the moon’s just burning fuel A million monks are marching down midnight promenades They carry silent torches for butterflies in shade I’m not allowed to whisper, my pin is holding me My heart’s in need of action, I found this room for free
9.
Projectors 02:14
City sleeps at dawn Waits for the director Argue with the night Turning all projectors On and on The movie runs Without protection Lovers come alone Butterfly collectors Begging death to stop Turning all projectors Upside down Exchanging parts Without direction Rain can show us all Past and present specters Trying to see us through Turning all projectors And another one, another one Turn another one We’re lost in perfection Turn on all projectors Turn on all projectors Turn on all projectors
10.
Tell me baby just what your sign is I wanna know, I just wanna know Cause if it’s Gemini, my dear I’m gonna kill you real slow Tell me baby just what your sign is I wanna know, I gotta be sure Cause if it’s a Virgo, my child I’ll have to lay you on the floor Tell me baby just what your sign is I wanna know, I need it now Cause if it’s a Sagittarius I’ll have to stretch my bow Tell me baby just what your sign is I wanna know, I’m gonna find out Cause if it’s Aquarius, baby In blood you’ll surely drown Tell me baby just what your sign is I wanna know, I’m gonna find out Cause if it’s a Lion baby I’m gonna break you, make you, ah Tell me baby just what your sign is I wanna know, I wanna know it too Cause if it’s a Pisces, woman I’m gonna make love to you
11.
Some are painted in the garden Leaning on an angel's wing Some are painted in the mirror Winter voices in your spring Some are restless in the garden Bathe in fire, stone their path Some are wistful, some are diving In the ocean of consent Easy highways cease excitement Broken traveler's greedy hands There's no vision he can conquer There's no wisdom in his steps Some are walking in the valley Following the shaman's trail Sunken poems suck peyote Cacti rising through the day Some are children of no worries Some are broken, old and frail Some are restless in the garden Some in love, most in death
12.
Folly 03:26
Break the silence into midnight Cross the lanterns' diner twilight Find a crossroad to believe in Choose a district you could live in Birds of Satan fly in circles Over graveyards veiled in mists that Draw on close the window city There's no common sense in litter Where I used to wander freely Now a stop sign reddens clearly That no car could fly past borders Made by men who's gotten older Faster than a cannon shooting Safer than an armchair drooling Over girls on film in X-ray There's no escape, this is doomsday I'm a fool for blonde girls walking Through the forests of Milwaukee I'm a descent of firm ages Glowing black on history pages Where my name means nothing special Where the birth and death are crashing Into lotus pools of knowledge Into lethal cups of cold air Catch the bus or tram to work man Waste your time and health for low ends Earn some money, learn to breakdance Get some music into your veins Try so hard but you don't get it Make your mind up and forget it Brand new planets forming slowly In the system of our folly
13.
Echom 03:39
I stand corrected I mark my feet Across the desert In the realms of sleep I do not know What's coming next But for this life, sugar I feel so blessed Yeah Echoes floating by Past is reemerging From the margin horizon Glowing fast and changing Flowers have been dead, honey A long time ago And I don't think it's that sunny On this side of the world Just an echom Less than an atom Just an echom Less than an atom I feel so blessed To take this test I feel so blessed Let us hope it will last

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An album curated by Justin Jackley of Herby Records.
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released March 31, 2024

Words and Music by Adam Majdecki-Janicki.
Artwork by Justin Jackley.

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With a name taken from the poetry of James Douglas Morrison, sonic aesthetics lifted from The Velvet Underground, Les Rallizes Dénudés, and krautrock, and the aura of doom and gloom we are set on a new psychedelic adventure. Words and Music by Adam Majdecki-Janicki. Art by Justin Jackley. ... more

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