Gronchotica

Superheadhonchos charisma materialize
pouring their stellar supernova power.
Mysteries shake the boulevard
seeking to feed their voracious need.
They cross dimensions, speak to the wind.
They are emanations of space-time.
They connect the disc in supreme vibration
soaked in style, they catch zombies to trip.
They answer to the god of the engine
who records the plan in a magazine.
Bikini megazores follow them wherever they go,
shielded like playboys, they download space data
to conquer the multiblock
now the plan is rural.
Superheadhonchos in a futuristic attitude
teach admiration for chongo-astral science.
They suck fantasy of nuclear flavor,
inject the earthly dromo of sympathy.
We are a species, gronchotic,
smuggling science, gronchotic,
mundane safari, gronchotic-
They push space with mental fury,
smell marijuana and human blood
going to make the hit and bye.
They guide their notion through the hypervitacore,
their imaginary drive-in is on Satan Beach.