[Intro – Echo | calm intelligent female spoken-sung | Japanese English sound | precise technical cadence | slight vocal echo] "Mid-Rust Records presents: Basic New Eden nutrition. Today's question... What's actually in that?" [Verse 1 – Kilo | confident sharp male grime flow | street smart bounce | technical internal rhymes] Deep down Delve where the red lights glow Sani Sabik got a different way to go Golden vial hanging cold on the chest Blood ain't horror when your faith says blessed Body on the table, crimson in the cup Nothing gets wasted when the Bleeders show up You see a corpse and think burial ground They see tomorrow's dinner going round [Pre-Chorus – Raven | smoky female melody | Spanish English sound | sharp street cadence | bright catchy lift | playful confidence] Blood for the body Blood for the soul Nothing is wasted Everything whole Call them monsters Turn and run But New Eden's economy Ain't exactly done [Chorus – Full Crew | Kilo lead | Raven melody | Vex bass | Echo hype] Drink it down Don't ask why New Eden wastes nothing Not even when you die Raise that can Toast the stars Everybody's civilized Till you ask what the ingredients are [Instrumental Break – Echo | DJ Turntable | upbeat funky scratching | playful beat juggling | chopped ritual samples over bright dance groove] "Blood." "Body." "Biomass." [Verse 2 – Vex | deep male rapper | intimidating deadpan | fearless hypeman | shout energy] Blood gets filtered, protein gets made Centuries of science behind the blade Plasma, organs, cellular tricks Still finding uses for all those bits You call it savage, disgusting, obscene Then loot every corpse floating after the scene Stuff them in cargo, stack them up neat Don't get moral with a corpse at your feet Blood Raiders hungry? Everybody complains Capsuleers collect bodies Like fucking spare change [Break – Echo | intelligent female spoken-sung | Japanese English sound | precise technical cadence | glitch] "Blood Raider recycling: barbaric." "Capsuleer corpse collection: apparently a hobby." "Interesting." [Verse 3 – Kilo | confident sharp male grime flow | street smart bounce | technical internal rhymes] Somewhere else there's a salvage crew Picking through wreckage like professionals do Identify bodies, call next of kin Nobody wants them? Biomass bin Millions recovered from battles and wars Dead drifting past the station doors Then one corporation saw profits align Bought the operation— Everything's fine. [Instrumental Break – Echo | DJ Turntable | technical scratching | corporate samples | crossfader cuts] "Recovered." "Processed." "Biomass." "Approved." [Pre-Chorus – Raven | smoky female melody | Spanish English sound | calculated flow | cold industrial edge] Nothing suspicious Nothing to see Just corporate logistics And efficiency Bodies become biomass Biomass gets moved Internal destination Corporate approved [Chorus – Full Crew | Kilo lead | Raven melody | Vex bass | Echo hype] Drink it down Don't ask why New Eden wastes nothing Not even when you die Raise that can Toast the stars Everybody's civilized Till you ask what the ingredients are [Extended Instrumental Break – Echo | DJ Turntable Solo | energetic funky scratching | fast beat juggling | cheerful synths | Blood Raider chants scratched against happy corporate advertising] "Corpse." "Biomass." "Quafe Plus." "Flavor." [Vinyl scratch – hard stop] [Bridge – Echo | calm intelligent female spoken-sung | Japanese English sound | precise technical cadence | clinical] "Lost Stars Incorporated." "Corpse recovery." "Unclaimed remains: biomass." "Company acquired." "Biomass redirected internally." "Quafe Plus flavoring agent..." [Silence] "...Oh." [Final Verse – Kilo | sharp male grime flow | suddenly suspicious] Hold up. Quafe bought the company? [Echo | precise female deadpan] "Correct." [Kilo | spoken] And the biomass? [Echo | precise female deadpan] "Redirected internally." [Kilo | spoken] And Quafe Plus? [Echo | precise female deadpan] "Biomass-derived flavoring agent." [Silence] [Vex | deep male deadpan] "Kilo... what's in your hand?" [Kilo | spoken] "Quafe." [Can Opening] [Echo | cheerful corporate voice] "Enjoy." [Kilo | horrified] "OH COME ON!" [Outro – Raven | smoky bright female melody | Spanish English sound | ridiculously cheerful advertising jingle] Blood Raiders eat the corpse And everybody calls them depraved Quafe puts a logo on the can... [Full Crew – shouted] "AND EVERYBODY GETS THIRSTY!" [Final Tag – Echo | whispered glitch vocal] "Please recycle responsibly."
