On the Island of Murder,

I saw a creepy clown crawling

 out of a cave With blood blooming

 out and flesh flowing fiercely out of its body.

On the Island of Nightmares,

I heard a man’s scream echo 

and a cave-crawler sitting next 

to a blood infested knife.

On the Island of Killers,

I touched a dead body as it 

cried out blood from its heart.

On the Island of Death,

I tasted the grey mist as it 

drooled flesh.

On the Island of Darkness,

I smelt Adolf ****** creeping 

up on me every breath I took

And the Gods come down on me.

On the Island of Graveyards,

I saw skeletons speak smoothly

As bones start cracking.

On the Island of Dolls,

I saw dolls crawling as I am

Brawling with tears.

On the Island of Spiders,

I heard their tiny little footsteps

Fall into the dark,misty air.