in the dark depth of
the not insane pacific,
natures evil lurks
             
feel its desire!
take care or it will   
rough you up    
and space your balls.  
                     
once a unique bastard of
the genesis project now
nothing more but a fair
light of dekadence
a ghost from a forgotten
town a scoop or an ex?

boo not believe in the
hoaxers. you are not safe
with tulous, scarabs and
zombies. it is the abc of
a nukleus way of art
the ocs farts
 
designed to be focused a
loonie it is. now loading
a five finger punch from
the mental line of power
as it moods the y-crew
plateau
               
futile resistance by the
gang and a lonely traktor
from the planet of jazz
in reality no one can
help not even a nah with
the black lotus and the
kolor of lemon.
               
all hope is gone
we are all insane
               
               
the end
               
               
               
               
               
ohh bubbles ohh bubbles    ohh foam ohh foam          we bow to your endless blue and your strong eternal waves         you drunk fucking idiots can you even read this nonsense?