
The Interstellar Stool
[Intro - Space Ambiance & Ominous Pipe Organ] (Cold wind sounds, distant radar pings) (A deep, gothic pipe organ melody begins slowly) (Choir chanting in low, ominous tones: "Materia... Fecalis... Universum...") [Verse 1] (Mid-tempo deathcore riff, very heavy and chugging) We looked to the stars for a saving grace Trying to escape this ruined, dirty place Telescopes locked on a new celestial object Approaching fast, we cannot reject It's not rock, it's not ice, it doesn't reflect the sun A dark, dense mass weighing a billion ton Analysis complete, the scientists gag It's a cosmic bio-hazard bag! [Pre-Chorus] (Music speeds up, frantic drumming, synthesizers sounding like alarms) A tail of methane burning bright orange! Entering the orbit, nothing can hinge! The ultimate astronomical anomaly! Coming to wipe out our biology! [Chorus] (Explosive Symphonic Blast Beats. Huge epic sound) THE INTERSTELLAR STOOL! A FROZEN TURD FROM THE VOID, YOU FOOL! HURLING TOWARDS EARTH AT LIGHT SPEED! THE FINAL END THAT WE DON'T NEED! IT’S THE BROWN COMET! THE GREAT DESTROYER! Panic strikes every man, woman, and employer! [Verse 2] (Fast, chaotic coprogrind with pig squeals) HITTING THE ATMOSPHERE! BEGINNING TO THAW! THE MOST DISGUSTING THING THE UNIVERSE EVER SAW! IT’S RAINING HOT SLUDGE INSTEAD OF METEORS! MELTING THROUGH THE ROOFS AND THE FLOORS! THE SMELL IS GLOBAL, A PLANETARY STENCH! NO ESCAPE IN A BUNKER OR A TRENCH! [Guttural roar] SKYFALL OF SHIT! [Bridge] (Sudden drop to silence. Just the pipe organ plays a final, sad chord) (Whispered, terrifying growl) Look up... and open wide. There is nowhere left to hide. 7 seconds to impact... [Massive Impact Breakdown] [THE SLOWEST, HEAVIEST BREAKDOWN OF THE ENTIRE ALBUM. MAXIMUM VOLUME ORCHESTRAL HITS. IT SHOULD SOUND LIKE THE PLANET CRACKING] IMPACT! [Boom sound effect] EXTINCTION! [Boom sound effect] THE. PLANET. CRACKS. OPEN. [Sustained pig squeal over churning guitars] WE ARE FLUSHED AWAY INTO THE BLACK! [Outro] [Symphonic music warps and fades into cosmic wind noises. Wet squelching sounds echo in the void] [A deep, echoey voice, like a god] A flawless execution... A brown marble... floating forever... [End]


