Name: KXDJ's Chris Samples responds to Klein's Facebook Post by kamilogan7
Duration: 12 min 5 s
Description: KXDJ's Chris Samples responds to Philip Klein's Facebook post regarding interview Samples did with former state investigator Michael Crane and his theory on the Thomas Brown case.

KXDJ's Chris Samples responds to Philip Klein's Facebook post regarding interview Samples did with former state investigator Michael Crane and his theory on the Thomas Brown case.

KXDJ's Chris Samples responds to Klein's Facebook Post

This is a tribute to all the women and men who are currently fighting for their freedom. Against aggressors, who don't care about killing and abusing civilians for their own gain.
for that they will also have to unleash a rage and proceed to kill, whether they like it or not!!!!survival is their only way of life, at all costs

unleash the rage : blood shaming red

Echo

Auteur, Compositeur, Interprète : Chris Cost
Edition du 12/10/2022 @Tous droits réservés
140 bpm – C Majeur - MAJ Version Pop 173-09 05/11/2022

Je suis Super …

Je sais, je suis « Superman », comme tu le dis, bébé!
J’tempère, il faut que je récupère …

Comme d’habitude j’prépare le café
A 5h du mat déjà réveillé
J’digère tranquillement la journée passée
C’est comme ça !

J’commence à courir, à m’éparpiller
Juste un brin de vaisselle et puis à ranger
A monter descendre les escaliers
C’est comme ça !

Je sais, je suis « Superman », comme tu le dis, Normal !
Super ? Comme en sorte, un prestataire !

Je suis Super Boy,  je suis super mâle !
Je suis super toy ! je suis super Man
Comme un mario bross, je suis super wash,
je suis super dash, je suis handyman, MAN !   

Tu sais, je suis « Superman », comme tu le vois, bébé!
J’espère, mais tout d’un coup ça s’accélère

J’ai tant d’choses à faire, tout ça me rend dingue
Ne m’en rajoute pas sinon j’deviens lourdingue
Pas l’temps m’attarder j’dois aller travailler
A 9 heures passées, en r’tard  pour m’reposer

Je suis Super Boy,  je suis super mâle !
Je suis super toy ! je suis super Man
Comme un mario bross, je suis super wash,
je suis super dash, je suis handyman   

Je suis Super Girl, super opti-mâle(s) !
Je suis super « Bonne » ! Wonder « Waou »  Man 
J’ai perdu l’carrosse, et on me reproche
Que pousse la brioche, j’deviens super moche
Super moche !

Je sais, je suis « Superman », comme tu le dis, bébé!
J’tempère,  il faut que je récupère …

J’ai tant d’choses à faire, tout ça me rend dingue
Ne m’en rajoute pas sinon j’deviens lourdingue
Pas l’temps m’attarder, j’dois aller travailler
A 9 heures passées, en r’tard  pour m’reposer

J’ai tant de choses à dire, ça ne m’fait plus rire
Ne m’dit pas « arrête », marre de tes pirouettes
23heures passés, je dois m’évader
C’est fini, j’fou l’camp

J’étais Super Boy,, j’étais super mâle ! j’étais super toy ! j’étais super Man
J’étais Super Girl, super opti mâle(s) ! J’étais super « Bonne » !
Wonder « Waou »  Man 

Comme un mario bross, j’étais super wash, j’étais suis super dash, j’étais handyman   
J’ai r’trouvé l’carrosse, saisie la bonne pioche
Perdu la brioche, j’regarde la téloche !

Je suis Super...

TOF

Are you ardent?
In the MADNESS of war
Guarding his life with your DEATH
His SONG on your breath
Your LOVE for Him filling your heart
Are you still wild?
Can you take command?
O will you join the attack?
Fire true from horseback?
Let us ride all ye Redhats
& fill afternoon with our arrows
High & aloft
Fighting forever for Ekkor our God
Are you ardent?
Let us hear a tale of SONG from Hemlock now!

HEM

Centuries ago
On the shores of the world
Travelers tossed by a fault
Neath an ocean of salt
Washed up without bearings nor hope
And the Holy Forest throng
The uncanny birdsong
Called to them more than the reach
They abandoned the beach
Wandered into the trees
Where they joined in the chorus forever
Drifting in time
Castaways wed to the Wood
Speech & destinies all but forsaken
For music & rhyme
Artistic extremes and dreams leporine
Are you ardent?
Let us hear a tale of DEATH from Fury now!

FUR

I recall my first
Far from my worst
A man from the bigotted hordes
A Captain of sorts
At the Battle of Dáktylir
Fire had snapped my bow
So I rode him down
Drove him into a red oak
As he slashed at my throat
I crushed him back into the
Trunk with Ontario’s shoulder
Till his breastbone exploded
& a hundred branchfuls of snow
Shook down like confectioners’ sugar
His blood on my face
His dying eyes marking who’d furnished his fate
Are you ardent?
Let us hear a tale of MADNESS from Christoffel now!

TOF

Ah, quei giorni utopici giù in Toscana!
La poesia!
La musica senza finale!
Gallegiando sul maestrale!
E tanti amici demenziale!
Feci caprioli su Cheope in la piazza,
Tutt’applaudirono!
E por un solo momento,
Io sapevo cosa significa
Essere veramente singolare,
La bella del ballo, 
La Eterodossa!
Una sopra, n’una tra, billione
Cast’e doverosa ragazze scout in le gonne marrone.
Sei appassionata?
Let us hear a tale of LOVE from Hobby now!

HOB

O ye think me proud
But I know a tale
Round which your others will pale
All that SONG on your breath
All your MADNESS & DEATH
Very well, I will tell of a love so pure
Yet so insecure
Nothing could come of it but
Rivers of blood
A testament cut
In the breast of the mountain forever
A carving away
A breathlessly penitent hush
In the Song of the Forest forever
A pining away
A beautiful, terrible rush
To the depths of Creation forever
A falling away
A hopelessness manifest just
In the drape of an arm round a shoulder
& a heart that would break
But that it meant never seeing that face again...
Are ye ardent?

Are You Ardent?

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Forest At Night

The people I want to know come from many differing walks of life.

(This tune is downloadable.)

I compose in MIDI, using Logic Pro and sound libraries from EastWest.

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KXDJ's Chris Samples responds to Klein's Facebook Post

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