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?