7. River of Red [The Rupture of Achilles]

[Intro - Close, dry, shaky breath] I’m not a man anymore. I’m a mouth. I’m a hunger. [Verse 1 - Rapid fire, spoken word over building sub-bass] The water was clear when I got here. The Xanthus runs thick heavy with the color of wine and the taste of copper. They beg for mercy in a language I’ve forgotten. I don't speak greek anymore. I speak "Spear." [Pre-Chorus - Choral, soaring, church-like] The river is rising! The channel rises with the dead! [BEAT DROP - Massive, wet, "squelching" bass distortion] [Chorus - Distorted, robotic male vocals] I am the Rupture! I am the funnel of Troy! Blood in the Xanthus, Silver in the mud. Patroclus is cold, So the world folds [breakdown - Wub-wub-wub-wub-Break!] [Bridge - Glitchy, skipping audio] A-A-A-Agamemnon wanted a prize? H-H-H-Hector wanted a wall? I’ll make the walls a mausoleum. I’ll give them the flood. prise Patroclus from me - I’m not "The Greatest of the Greeks"— I am what happens when the Gods get bored. [Feature (Deep, pitched-down voice)] The ripples are choked with hair The Xanthus runs thick heavy with the color of wine and the taste like copper. I am the funnel of Troy! Red in the Xanthus Silver in the mud the world folds, I give them the flood: prise the trojans from me The river is rising! The channel rises with the dead! [Outro - Fading into a low, menacing hum] I’m not finished. I’m just getting started. I'll drag the river around the wall. the river around the wall.