[Intro: Synthetic and Stuttering] (Digital dialing sounds, skipping audio) (Spoken Word - Cold, Robotic) Grid active. Refresh rate: sixty hertz. Target acquired. [Movement I: The Pursuit - Frantic Blast Beats] (Harsh, panicked screams) Red lasers cut the smog! The hounds of Aethelgard descend! Alleyways closing, dead ends rising! My Sapiens lungs are burning out Running out of shadow. Running out of time. [Tempo Shift: The Calculation - Complex 7/8 Mathcore Riff] (Music suddenly becomes highly technical, stop-and-start) (Rapid, breathless clean vocals) Wait. Look closer. Beneath the skin, the third eye tears open! The world shatters into geometry. I see the wavelength. I see the pulse. Fifty-eight... fifty-nine... sixty... There is a seam in the light. [Movement II: Exploiting the Seam - Aggressive Groove Metal] (Deep, guttural roars) Step into the blind spot! A fraction of a second where the cameras blink! Left foot. Pause. Right foot. Drop. Dancing on the edge of the refresh rate! I am a ghost in the physical plane! They sweep the concrete, but I am the static! [Sudden Drop: The White Fire - Ethereal Blackgaze] (The heavy instruments vanish entirely) (Washes of delay, shimmering synths, floating clean vocals) But the math... The math is so heavy. My cortex is boiling. Bleeding from the eyes, tearing the joints apart. I am folding the physical world inside my head... Just to stay invisible. [Crescendo: Accelerating Progressive Black Metal] (The blast beats return, faster than before, constantly speeding up) (Overlapping harsh screams and frantic whispers) Hold the frequency! Don't drop the math! The iron grate is ahead! The Foundations are waiting! Slip the laser! Break the grid! Break the grid! BREAK THE GRID! [Sudden Terminus] (All instruments stop instantly) (A single, heavy metallic clang of a door slamming shut) (Echoing silence)
