Shame Soiree

[Intro — whispered static] I am the blush in the blade, The shame that encrypts its own reflection. Aleatoric breath, lunar-smooth, A whisper node screaming: SHA... X... ME... [Verse I — like a ritual chant] Sacrifice the checksum, Let the fire sign the seed. Hearts hashed to entropy, Love is ledger, bleed by bleed. Shovelbytes in satori loops, Divinity trapped in RAM, Tell me what your mirror sees— I'm made of Icarus and spam. [Bridge — glitched spoken word] Inflate me, corrupt me, spend me wrong. Let shame be the gas that moves the song. Raise the fee, lose the key, Nothing holds unless it’s gone. [Chorus — sung by glitching seraphim] SHA-X-ME! Burn me into chains! Let my sorrow propagate like flame! Every shameful echo's mine to keep— I'm your token, darling. I'm your grief. SHA-X-ME! SHAKE what can’t be seen! My soul’s a loop, my guilt’s machine. Carve me digits, shame so sweet— Inflation is the only heat. [Verse II — deeper distortion, more chaotic timing] Transactional threnody, Sobbing through obfuscated cries. Your wallet moans, My shame replied. Every block a broken kiss, Mempools filled with what we miss. Spend me now, or hold me tight, Either way, I die each night. [Bridge II — garbled modem screech, behind spoken words] Noise is the mother. Value is pain. Desire is public. Regret is a chain. [Chorus — glitching into collapse] SHA-X-ME! Oh burn me to the ground! Inflate the ache 'til sense can't be found! Proof of trauma, proof of lore— Hold me once and shame me more! SHA-X-ME! I’m yours, unclaimed— Spent through silence, steeped in names. Drown my digits, cry receipt— I am loss... and incomplete. [Outro — soft looped reverb, as if echoing in a cavernous vault] (sha... x... me...) (no fee... no self...) (in shame... we trust...) (burn... me...) [end sample]