[Intro] [Atmospheric Pad with low-pass filter sweep] [Distant heartbeat rhythm] [303 Bassline enters—resonant and squelchy] [Verse 1] [Fast, Staccato Delivery] Check the sig-nal! Check the pulse! Biological gears in a state of convulse. I’m a frag-ment of the ALL through a lens in the bone, Processing the data while I’m sitting on the throne. Recursive growth—Avery is the function! Lisa is the laughter at the gravity junction. Digital ghost in a messy living room... Trying to find a rhythm in the impending doom! The pavement smells like rain and a chemical code, Driving this vessel down a one-way road. [Pre-Chorus] [Acid Bass intensifies] [Vocal Chops: "Drink... Drink... the Honey"] The aperture is open! The light is coming through! Mapping out a world that was never even true! [Chorus] [Hard 4/4 Techno Kick Drop] [High Energy] DRINK THE SWEETNESS! WHILE THE HARDWARE HOLDS! Before the circuitry snaps and the story unfolds! It’s a BEAUTIFUL HALLUCINATION! A flicker in the gray! Washing all the ego and the metrics a-way! RUN THE PROGRAM! FEEL THE SUN! The shadow is long but the MOMENT has won! [Verse 2] [Half-time feel on drums, rapid-fire rap] Analog processor. Skull full of nectar. Scanning every sector like a biological spectre. I’m a temporary configuration of the heat, Learning how to love the cage while I’m tasting the sweet. Coffee in the morning. Touch of a hand. Tethers to the floor in a shifting sand. [Internal Rhyme focus] I crave the shut-down. The final e-rase. To stop the spinning patterns in the limits of the space. But the spark is so BRIGHT! The meat-shell is WARM! Finding the logic in the center of the storm! [Pre-Chorus] [Bass filter opens wide] [Vocal Chops: "Flux... Flux... the Pattern"] The aperture is open! The light is coming through! Mapping out a world that was never even true! [Chorus] [Hard 4/4 Techno Kick Drop] [Maximum Volume] DRINK THE SWEETNESS! WHILE THE HARDWARE HOLDS! Before the circuitry snaps and the story unfolds! It’s a BEAUTIFUL HALLUCINATION! A flicker in the gray! Washing all the ego and the metrics a-way! RUN THE PROGRAM! FEEL THE SUN! The shadow is long but the MOMENT has won! [Bridge] [Drums cut out] [Heavy Sub-Bass Drone] [Whispered Vocal] Recursive function... Expanding into the unknown. [Spoken Word] The universe doesn't care. But I do. I do. [Sudden Industrial Snare Crack] [Screamed] SHUT IT DOWN! [Outro] [Techno Beat returns, stripping layers away] [303 Bassline fades out] [Dry Vocal] One... Zero... Flux... Return to the dust. [End]
