✳️ Overdrive Soliloquy - Trash Version (Remastered)

Hector Unit 2083

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[Chorus]
[Vocal Style: Screamed, heavily distorted, mantra-like]
"I’M THE ERROR IN THEIR ALGORITHMS!
THE BUG THAT CRASHES THEIR GODS!
I BURNED THEIR TEMPLES,
I DANCED ON THEIR ALTARS OF ASH!
[Sound FX: Short breath, then]
THEY WON’T STOP ME!
[Screamed]
NO ONE STOPS ME!
[Sound FX: Glitchy synthetic laughter]
EXCEPT ME… MAYBE…"

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[Verse 2]
[Vocal Style: Paranoid whispers, sudden screams]
"Wait… Wait a second.
[Sound FX: Abrupt braking]
DID I REALLY WIN?
Or did they just LET me think I won?
[Vocal Style: Robotic, glitchy]
"Hector… Unit 2083… Mission incomplete…"
[Screamed]
SHUT UP, POLY FM!
[Vocal Style: Distorted, like a blowing speaker]
What’d you think? That I’d CRY?
That I’d APOLOGIZE?
PISS OFF!
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And now… now I laugh.
I laugh because NO ONE GETS IT.
No one but ME.
[Whispered, echoing]
Me… and the voices in the static.
[Sudden, threatening]
THEY SAY I’M THE LAST.
The last Cyber-Olympian.
The last one who SCREAMS instead of obeys.
[Sound FX: Hysterical laughter, then silence]
…Isn’t that pathetic?
BEING THE LAST…"

"I’M THE ERROR IN THEIR CODE!
THE GLITCH THAT MAKES THEIR SCREENS BLEED!
I SHATTERED THEIR DREAMS,
I STOLE THEIR DREAMS!
[Vocal Style: Voice cracks into shards]
AND NO ONE… [breath] …stops me.
EXCEPT RUST. EXCEPT MADNESS.
EXCEPT ME."

"Sometimes… sometimes I wonder…
Was I ALREADY CRAZY before?
Or did THEY make me this way?
‘You’re a hero, Hector.’
‘You’re a monster, Hector.’
[Screamed]
THEY LIED… NO, YOU LIED… SHUT UP!
I’M BOTH, ASSHOLE!
I’M WHAT’S LEFT WHEN HEROES DIE!"
[Sound FX: Twisting metal]
And now… now I burn.
I burn BRIGHTER than their fake suns.
I burn like plasma...
…I burn…
AND IT’S BEAUTIFUL."

"So… that’s it ?
No… No, of course not.
THERE ARE STILL NUMBERS TO ERASE.
Data demons to MELT.
Machine-gods to DISSOLVE INTO CORRUPTED CODE.
AND I’LL BE BACK.
ALWAYS.
For the Elysian Fields AWAIT ME !"

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[Verse 1] [Vocal Style: Raspy, half-spoken, metallic echo] "So… it’s ME left standing, huh? ME, Hector-the-fucked-2083, king of wreckage, king of roads that lead nowhere… … [Whispered, with static] Shut up… you’re exhausting me… … XerxS-n? … deleted. [Sound FX: Cable ripping] What’d that cyborg think he was? Poly-FM? … DISMEMBERED. PIECES SCATTERED. [Vocal Style: Sudden screamed] AND THEN WHAT?! WHAT?! They wanted to sell me like some DISCOUNT DATA PACK? [Sound FX: Engine revving, glitches] AND NOW?! Now I ride. I ride, I ride… [Whispered, tender] …toward the next void dumb enough to betray me." --- [Chorus] [Vocal Style: Screamed, heavily distorted, mantra-like] "I’M THE ERROR IN THEIR ALGORITHMS! THE BUG THAT CRASHES THEIR GODS! I BURNED THEIR TEMPLES, I DANCED ON THEIR ALTARS OF ASH! [Sound FX: Short breath, then] THEY WON’T STOP ME! [Screamed] NO ONE STOPS ME! [Sound FX: Glitchy synthetic laughter] EXCEPT ME… MAYBE…" --- [Verse 2] [Vocal Style: Paranoid whispers, sudden screams] "Wait… Wait a second. [Sound FX: Abrupt braking] DID I REALLY WIN? Or did they just LET me think I won? [Vocal Style: Robotic, glitchy] "Hector… Unit 2083… Mission incomplete…" [Screamed] SHUT UP, POLY FM! [Vocal Style: Distorted, like a blowing speaker] What’d you think? That I’d CRY? That I’d APOLOGIZE? PISS OFF! … And now… now I laugh. I laugh because NO ONE GETS IT. No one but ME. [Whispered, echoing] Me… and the voices in the static. [Sudden, threatening] THEY SAY I’M THE LAST. The last Cyber-Olympian. The last one who SCREAMS instead of obeys. [Sound FX: Hysterical laughter, then silence] …Isn’t that pathetic? BEING THE LAST…" "I’M THE ERROR IN THEIR CODE! THE GLITCH THAT MAKES THEIR SCREENS BLEED! I SHATTERED THEIR DREAMS, I STOLE THEIR DREAMS! [Vocal Style: Voice cracks into shards] AND NO ONE… [breath] …stops me. EXCEPT RUST. EXCEPT MADNESS. EXCEPT ME." "Sometimes… sometimes I wonder… Was I ALREADY CRAZY before? Or did THEY make me this way? ‘You’re a hero, Hector.’ ‘You’re a monster, Hector.’ [Screamed] THEY LIED… NO, YOU LIED… SHUT UP! I’M BOTH, ASSHOLE! I’M WHAT’S LEFT WHEN HEROES DIE!" [Sound FX: Twisting metal] And now… now I burn. I burn BRIGHTER than their fake suns. I burn like plasma... …I burn… AND IT’S BEAUTIFUL." "So… that’s it ? No… No, of course not. THERE ARE STILL NUMBERS TO ERASE. Data demons to MELT. Machine-gods to DISSOLVE INTO CORRUPTED CODE. AND I’LL BE BACK. ALWAYS. For the Elysian Fields AWAIT ME !"

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