Magnetron
Deep Under Groundhog
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- Feb 12, 2014
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#25
The Lost Isle of The Dead
So deep is night’s eternal yawn
On lost isle of the dead there’s no dawn.
I’m ringing the bell
but de plane’s crashed to hell.
No new wave to surf my bones upon.
oh ghost hunter won’t you join me
in my favorite fantasy?
Let’s play hide and seek
in caves where I’ll streak
your blood on stones when you find me.
Beam of light through thick methane mist hacks.
I chase a dream of men in black.
How I roll eyes of red
to find the beam instead
is a dead tribe’s glass phallus that’s cracked.
Underneath flaming coconut tree
I sing “to be or not to be”
upon Gilligan’s grave;
Hamlet play brought him raves
but he couldn’t take a skull fuck from me.
I’m the only survivor left dry
on this dark battle shore. As bats fly
I toss bottled death threats
into sea of regret
for serving my guests blowfish pie.
How I wish Bill and Ted would drop by.
So deep is night’s eternal yawn
On lost isle of the dead there’s no dawn.
I’m ringing the bell
but de plane’s crashed to hell.
No new wave to surf my bones upon.
oh ghost hunter won’t you join me
in my favorite fantasy?
Let’s play hide and seek
in caves where I’ll streak
your blood on stones when you find me.
Beam of light through thick methane mist hacks.
I chase a dream of men in black.
How I roll eyes of red
to find the beam instead
is a dead tribe’s glass phallus that’s cracked.
Underneath flaming coconut tree
I sing “to be or not to be”
upon Gilligan’s grave;
Hamlet play brought him raves
but he couldn’t take a skull fuck from me.
I’m the only survivor left dry
on this dark battle shore. As bats fly
I toss bottled death threats
into sea of regret
for serving my guests blowfish pie.
How I wish Bill and Ted would drop by.