Good thieves of burning cars encirle Poisoned rivers minds and hearts. Horses wanna dance but find their wings are damaged, water Damaged. Gold is selling now so hurry mighty ocean rising fast. A big man with a plan has got a storm a coming Monster coming.
From Atlantis to Interzone You start at the end and you end on your own. From Atlantis to Interzone You start at the edge and you end on the throne. With fragments of fiction.
Yer dead man half alive who hangs from helping Numbers 1,2,5. His ears pricked with a knife hears That the east are coming, west are coming From Gravity's Rainbow the axis here is still Unknown... The childrens faces glow The wasteland guides them Wasteland guides them