ఫ్లోప్పి కాక్ ఈజ్ గుడ్ ఫర్ యు

Zang to the Church of the Dead
Ting to the Highest Temple of Rot
Blonk is the sound we made
Uru-Mancer held his weapon high
and smote the flesh of the Elder God

ది ఓల్డ్ Ones

The Doctor: The Legend of the Necronomicon say's that the earth was once inhabited by an ancient race, The Old Ones, and this race through certain chants and rituals from the book, can be brought back.

The Citizen: and Mankind?

The Doctor: Destroyed.

స్నాప్పి మో'ద నప్పి స్తిల్ల్స్కిన్

The leather shoes I wore were soaking wet as the rain poured in to my cardboard box, the drunken man next to me was vomiting his stomach up in blood red hucking sounds. The siren that signaled the new days police excursion in to the ether zone blew like a trumpet. Four gunshots burst out as we all ducked, soaked and sneezing, behind the vast dumpster we called home. I heard the boots approaching and the gruff voices making ready to assault us. We are still in America? Yes , I guess we are.

ఐ లెఫ్ట్ ది Tube

I left the Tube this weekend. It is like breathing fresh air. LiveVideo has a great stero function and as a musician I find it pure magic.

Booga Booga You're Neat!

The best thing about being a wierd person is that you can almost do and say anything you want in the world like..Booga Booga You're Neat! isn't that neat?

SECOND SKIN

A skin of bytes
made for delights
that only minds unwound
can take rufuge in
that digi-sin
with simulated sound.
A cackling whore
with speech that bores
a thinking man to tears
it is the skin
where it begins
skin-tape of our fears.

The Bitter Harvest of a Dying Flower

Eruption
Scandal has decended
Rapids flowing fast
Rocks bash the skin
Open Wounds are Flushed of Blood
Dark and Deep Water
Swallows the Nine
Engulfs The Eleven
Drowns The One