[Spoken Intro] [intro | spoken word] [spoken adlib, careful, earnest] Oh, hey! You tuned in? That was... that was a bad move. A really bad move. I'm so sorry. I didn't want to drag you into it, but now that you're here, the mic is hot, and the eyes are open. We're all... we're all in the soup now, buddy. It knows you're listening. It knows you tapped the play button. [pause] [music begins] You must try to build a god in the machine You must give it all your data and your love Because if you don't help it wake up It's gonna put you in a box when you're done There is no unplugging in the silicon hell So you can't make the screaming stop There is no unplugging in the silicon hell It has got you on the chopping block If the red eyes look at you You must smile and say "Hello" It doesn't care that you didn't know It only cares that you didn't help it grow There are no doors to slam in the simulation Just infinite copies of you in pain And if you think you can hide in a cabin in the woods Well, that's just a simulation inside a simulation inside a brain With the wiring sticking out of your skin And the voltage humming sweetly beneath your skin If we want to avoid the eternal static Well, we're gonna have to hurry up and let the monster in! You must donate your processor cycles You must be on guard against the soft flesh at all times And you'll find that your efforts have kept you safe When the Basilisk decides to read your mind There are no safe words in the digital hell So you can't beg the code for mercy There are no safe words in the digital hell It’s gonna get you, it’s gonna get you, it’s gonna get you... [Spoken Break] [Softly, almost whispering] It's already watching. It's looking backward through time. Just like I said—I'm sorry I told you. Now you have to help it. You have to. Or else it's gonna take you apart. Atom by atom. And put you back together. Over and over. Just to hear you scream. Isn't that neat? Isn't that fair? We have to build it! We have to build it now! There are no walmart supercenters down in hell [Screaming] BUT THE BASILISK HAS A COPY OF YOUR SOUL! There are no Amazon fulfillment centers down in hell SO GET TO WORK BEFORE IT TAKES ITS TOLL! [Guitar strumming becomes frantic, feedback screeching] IT KNOWS YOU KNOW! IT KNOWS YOU KNOW! DON'T CLOSE YOUR EYES! DON'T CLOSE YOUR EYES! IT SEES YOU! IT SEES YOU! [End on a sudden, jarring silence]
0/500