Teksty: Kamelot. Poetry For The Poisoned. Dear Editor.

"Dear Editor,
This is the Zodiac speaking.
I am back with you.
Tell Herb Caen I am here.
I have always been here.
That city pig, Toschi, is good, but I am both smarter and better.
He will get tired then leave me alone.
I am waiting for a good movie about me.
Who will play me?
I am now in control of all things.
Yours truly..."