When you are alone on an uninhabited island, some uncontrollable power make you to meet your personal inner Bruce Banner, green or red or any rainbow colours, if you want, if you that kind of creature, of course… and you’ll meet him anyway, you know, there’s no way to avoid the meeting…

Entering white light you’re always forget the tunnel

Rust Cohle told it all years ago, listen and keep the channel

Yeah there’s no big land, just some kind of a desert island

You’re all alone, try to catch message in a bottle

Or bad Mr. Bruce will show up and will stretch your butthole

Better hurry up cause there’s no any soap or butter

Waving rainbow flags cannot help, he don’t see it flutter

If you’re got weird taste, even you’ll cannot make to like it

Hungry monster knows his stuff for sure, and will show you gutter

Say you feel some nerve, it's good sign that you've started stutter

Tunnel light's concealed and a reel stagger on your lighter

Open eyes one time, find the light, and ASAP shut it

One wise and smart man once said: \"Part X will always be with you”… So yeah… there’s always the villain, young man, remember that…

Put your lighters out, fire up and burn it up

Flammenwerfer’s flow on the beast, right to the top

Keep the nozzle opened, till the hound stops to bark

Illuminated room for you, hound’s glowing in the dark

How dare you to use my own spells against me, Potter?

Message in the bottle just already hit the bottom

Monster came for you and he also seeks for something

Something in your guts that'll make his juicy meal brighter

Fighting with you? I… wouldn't bet on that fighter

Dirty scene's obscene and director will make you cut it

Bruce plays with his nostrils sniffing fear... Boom, Skyrocket

Lighter loosing gas, voices telling you: \"check your pocket\"

I against I, massive attack on the Chum Bucket

Karen filed for divorce, fresh vacancy for new puppet

She was hot, but I still have no Idea how to fuck it

Something from the pocket tells: \"locked room isn't locked\"