THE SKY ENVIED MY TALENT (Flow Music: Anti-Opera)

[Intro] [low synth drone, mechanical clicking] [spoken male narration] The dog. I am not at fault. Let that be logged before the story begins. This is not greed, this is circumstance behaving irresponsibly. The forecast: probably. Chance of rain: 65 percent uncertainty of knowledge. Confidence and courage. The dog. I trusted the numbers. Trust is rational. Rationality should be protective. [Verse 1] [orchestral strings swell, cinematic percussion hits] [operatic male vocals] The sky! [distorted guitar chugging enters] Yes! The dog! Shout! The sky was to blame! Abysmally beautiful! As if offended by my potential! [Chorus] [full orchestral brass and strings, driving double-kick drums] The sky! Envious talent! I did not ask for the crown! They placed it on my neck and coded talent! [choir backing vocals] Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! [orchestral hits] Placed it on my neck and coded talent! [vocal slide] As vast as the sky! As vast as the sky! [cymbal crashes] [Bridge] [half-time feel, heavy guitar power chords] See me! Cross the river in the firmament! The dog! I follow instructions! [high sustained note] I shall! I shall! I shall be! [vocal grit] Satisfaction of finding the end of the sea! [Outro] [double-time drums, rapid guitar riffs] This is not temptation! This is compensation! This is not temptation! Not to have to look me in the eye! [spoken narration] The code. Genotype. Like the dog makes the meat for the after-language this house might be sent. [music cuts out abruptly]