Six Seven Code in the Sky

The screen is glowing in the dark of the room. Six seven frequencies

calling for doom. Charlie's on the air, but the signal is thin.

While the files on the island start leaking back in. We're tracing the

plains, we're tracking the names. 20 quick bash this gallery of

flames. Is it 95? Is it 99?

We're losing the thread on the digital line. The six explode into a melodic

driving eighties wave. Oh, it's a six, it's a seven. The gates are

open, but it's not for heaven. Deity's in the logs,