Olneyfish from Impossible Doors by Dyslexic Fudgicle

Surf, surf surf Surfing down the Woonasquatucket
'till I'm at the head of
the tidewater

Just can't stop eating wieners down on Dike St.
No blood red ketchup made pentagram here

How do we find our own tranquillity?
Sometimes it's just a misunderstood rarity
I wander through streets full of mills in decay
Coffee milk flows from the river to the bay
I take one last look before I'm under attack
Does you no good to tie me to the railroad tracks

Fail, Fail Fail, I failed in my campaign (To save Fort
Thunder!)
Curse, Curse, Curse, the curse is on Staples and Shaws
(Gentrificate!)
Revenge in the form of a rip (in the continuum)
Travel back to the year of 1900 (May 15th!)

Back to the day when it rained fish from the sky
Weather shifting as if God had been high
Fish rained from the heavens on this day they say
Come on with me more than a 100 years to this way

Today, we dance in the rain no more
Today, we dance in fish!
Rain, beautiful fish!
Rain from the sky!
I dance like a mad man in a blissful fish shower
If the sun returns, may there be a rainbow with a purple stripe

• Experimental
• black metal
• harsh noise
• noise
• powerelectronics
• Philadelphia