Taschenlampen Konzert
Recording Session
Friday September 6 2019 in Recording Session, Chester J. Lampwick
Start: 9:00 PM
So another Chester J. Lampwick Recordingsessionevent is done. After two amazing days filled with sarcasm, insults, coffee, Bob's Burgers, too spicy food (at least one of us said so), cigaretts and in beetween a bit of making music we surpisingly did it again and finished something we ourself would call a song. To be exact three songs.
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Nothing 3:47 Chester J. LampwickNothing
nothing to win, nothing to loose
life of a beggar life with no shoes
witches are dancing, shallow the moon
sacrifice lambs pray in golden rooms
burry your concience, seeking the truth
shake hands with the devils two cloven hooves
honey is melting wings near the sun
nothing to win so
run run runnothing to win, nothing to loose
ravens are gathering on top of the roof
rivers of green, ocean of tears
the one eyed mans show end is near
the wolfpack is howling, gnashing the teeth
fight for the mortal remains of the realm
demoninc grin of the calf shine like gold in the sun
nothing to win so
run run runnothing to win, nothing to loose
sunday morning hangover blues
the party is over, the guest are gone
black suited partyhosts work is done
falling feathers silently touching the ground
bleak boulder in space spinning round and round
blearily cur on the street barking at the sun
nothing to win so
run run run
Nothing 3:47 Chester J. LampwickNothing
nothing to win, nothing to loose
life of a beggar life with no shoes
witches are dancing, shallow the moon
sacrifice lambs pray in golden rooms
burry your concience, seeking the truth
shake hands with the devils two cloven hooves
honey is melting wings near the sun
nothing to win so
run run runnothing to win, nothing to loose
ravens are gathering on top of the roof
rivers of green, ocean of tears
the one eyed mans show end is near
the wolfpack is howling, gnashing the teeth
fight for the mortal remains of the realm
demoninc grin of the calf shine like gold in the sun
nothing to win so
run run runnothing to win, nothing to loose
sunday morning hangover blues
the party is over, the guest are gone
black suited partyhosts work is done
falling feathers silently touching the ground
bleak boulder in space spinning round and round
blearily cur on the street barking at the sun
nothing to win so
run run run
Children of the Sun 5:36 Chester J. LampwickChildren of the Sun
all i can see in the cold morning spawn light
fog over the fields eliminating all sight
rays of golden light burning through the cloudy sky
silent little death of the pale shaded satellite
day has rised and the night is gone
and i'm sitting here looking at the sunall i can feel in the cold morning spawn light
dewdrops on my skin and the cold of the last night
rays of golden light burning through my eyes
born by the death of the pale shaded satellite
day has rised and the night is gone
and i'm sitting here looking at the sunwelcome children of the sun
So we happily look forward to another of those once in a while two-days Chester J. Lampwick Recordingsessionevent @
in winter 2019 at the 
recording session. And if we are in the right mood - and we probably will cause we are always angry - there might be another masterpiece of motivating noise.So stay tuned and hope for the best ...
perfect mood
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