(Music Intro) [Dreamy, swirling synth pads. A slow, pulsating, melancholic arpeggio. The faint, filtered sound of radio static and a countdown... 3... 2... 1... followed by a deep, resonant rumble that fades into the music.] (Verse 1) [Soft, airy, almost detached vocals, floating over the synths. Like Lana Del Rey meets Euro-pop.] Packed a heart in my luggage Left the key under the stone Sold my ghosts for the fare On a ship that flies alone... Final glimpse of the blue sphere A marble in the dark Pretending that it's just a place And not a water-mark... (Pre-Chorus) [A driving, four-on-the-floor kick drum begins to fade in, steady and insistent. The synth arpeggio becomes faster, more urgent.] (Vocals) [Voice becomes clearer, more determined, losing the breathiness.] Three hundred million miles of night To kill a memory with no light... The engines burn, a final tear... For the person who is dying here... (Chorus) [Full electronic beat drops. Energetic, layered vocals with harmonies. A powerful, distorted synth bassline carries the rhythm. Sounds like a dark, spacey dance track.] Hello, hello, Red Horizon! Traded my sky for a crimson one! I'm dancing with my skeleton 'Til the rising of a different sun! Hello, hello, from the great unknown! On a throne of iron oxide stone! Finally, finally, I'm on my own! Yeah, my new address is a telephone tone... (Verse 2) [The beat simplifies to just the kick and a snappy synth snare. The main synth melody is hypnotic and repetitive.] (Vocals) [More rhythmic, almost spoken-word, confident and cool.] The air is thin, a chemical kiss Phobos is a falling fist I draw a map in rusty sand With a stranger's empty hand No one here to know my name No one here to place the blame Every breath is a decision In this beautiful collision (Chorus) [The full, powerful beat and layered vocals return, even more intense and anthemic than before. Add some distorted vocal chops in the background.] Hello, hello, Red Horizon! Traded my sky for a crimson one! I'm dancing with my skeleton 'Til the rising of a different sun! Hello, hello, from the great unknown! On a throne of iron oxide stone! Finally, finally, I'm on my own! Yeah, my new address is a telephone tone... (Bridge) [The main beat cuts out abruptly, leaving only the deep, swirling synth pads and a low sub-bass drone. It feels vast and empty.] (Vocals) [A breathy, processed whisper, heavy with reverb and delay, as if speaking into a helmet radio.] And in the sky... a tiny pearl... The fury of a finished world... I don't feel grief, I don't feel loss... Just the frost... Just the quiet cost... (Outro) [The main four-on-the-floor kick drum and the pulsating bassline return, but softer this time, creating a driving yet hypnotic rhythm. The synth arpeggio from the intro plays the main melody.] (Vocals) [A mix of soft singing and whispering, fading out.] Red horizon... (hello, hello...) All is crimson... (on my own...) Red horizon... (hello, hello...) A new poison... (a telephone tone...) [The vocals fade completely, leaving the beat and arpeggio to play for two more bars before everything cuts out, replaced by the sound of a synthesized, alien wind and a single, final radio crackle.]
