LUNACALYPSE [Intro — distant choir, ancient bells, low orchestral drones] In a temple older than the stars A warning sleeps beneath the stone A prophecy written in seven tongues That no one dares to read alone “When the Moon-born girl begins to sing When impossible harmonies rise When she experiments with the fabric of things The universe itself will say goodbye” [Verse 1] They found the tablet underneath the floor Covered in symbols no one understood A circle of moons, a musical score And a warning carved into the wood “Beware the girl with quantum eyes Beware the song she hasn't played For every chord that she improvises Brings one more law of nature to its grave” [Pre-Chorus] And Luna says, “Oh, that's dramatic I don't think I'm that destructive…” Then she plays one little note [Build — guitars and orchestra gradually intensify] One note... Two notes... Three... [Chorus — huge] LUNACALYPSE! The final song has just begun LUNACALYPSE! She's tuning up the dying sun The stars are shaking The dimensions bend The melody refuses to end LUNACALYPSE! The ancient prophecy was right LUNACALYPSE! She's rearranging space tonight If reality breaks It's probably okay She'll write another one someday [Verse 2] The planets start to harmonize The gravity forgets its part The oceans rise in perfect time And Saturn grows a second heart The speed of light begins to swing The constants change from key to key A black hole starts to whistle And the void sings harmony [Pre-Chorus] The scientists are screaming The priests are looking pale Luna's standing by a synthesizer “Wait... I think I found the scale!” [Chorus] LUNACALYPSE! The final song has just begun LUNACALYPSE! She's remixing every star and sun The timelines fracture The dimensions sway She's turning causality into a cabaret LUNACALYPSE! The ancient prophecy comes true LUNACALYPSE! The universe is turning blue If everything ends Don't panic or cry She's probably just trying something new tonight [Instrumental Break — increasingly chaotic] [Rapid guitar melody over shifting meters] [Choir] Luna! Luna! Luna! [Whispered voices] She has broken the seventh chord... [Huge drum hit] [Lead guitar] She has opened the eighth... [Orchestral swell] [Whispered voices] There is no eighth dimension... [Sudden silence] [Luna, quietly] “Oops.” [Verse 3 — playful but ominous] The moon falls upward through the sky The stars rearrange themselves in rows Yesterday arrives tomorrow And tomorrow nobody knows A galaxy becomes a violin A comet turns into a drum The universe is holding its breath And Luna says, “Here comes the fun!” [Pre-Chorus — accelerating] She adds a minor seventh Then a major ninth Then something mathematicians Insist should not exist She grins and hits the final chord— [Silence] [Chorus — enormous] LUNACALYPSE! THE COSMOS HAS LOST THE PLOT! LUNACALYPSE! SHE'S PLAYING EVERY NOTE AT ONCE! Time is collapsing Space is coming undone Every possible universe Is suddenly one LUNACALYPSE! The prophecy has reached the end LUNACALYPSE! Reality forgot how to pretend The final vibration Echoes through the night— [Music abruptly cuts] [Soft piano] And then... Everything... Turns white. [Bridge — ethereal, almost whispered] But somewhere beyond the ending Beyond the final star A tiny melody remains Exactly where we are A single note A little light A song that shouldn't still exist And Luna whispers: “Maybe reality wasn't ending... Maybe it was just changing key.” [Massive final build] [Choir] CHANGING KEY! [Drums explode] [Full orchestra and guitars] [Final Chorus] LUNACALYPSE! THE END OF EVERYTHING WE KNEW! LUNACALYPSE! A BRAND-NEW WORLD IS COMING THROUGH! The old laws are fading The old stars are gone But somewhere a melody Is carrying on LUNACALYPSE! The universe begins again LUNACALYPSE! The prophecy was not the end! It wasn't destruction It wasn't defeat— Luna just found A brand-new beat! [Outro — fading choir] Luna... Luna... Luna... [Softly] “Okay... Maybe I should stop experimenting.” [One tiny synthesizer note] [Universe explodes again] Luna: “...Oops.”