[Male voice only. Disturbed, paranoid, unstable, intimate. Mostly spoken-word delivery, not sung. The voice should sound like a human consciousness trapped inside a failing biological-synthetic system. Gradually increase psychological tension. No conventional drums, no kick, no snare, no percussion.] [Very low-level white noise begins immediately. Wide stereo, constantly moving, organic and unstable. The noise should remain present throughout the track, sometimes barely audible, sometimes swelling into overwhelming interference.] Hybrid cell function, biological transport plasma, synthetic skin reconstruction, microcellular nerve tissue connected to fiberglass muscle mass. [Long ambient pause. Almost complete silence except for faint white noise.] [Faint plucked cello pulse in the distant background. Extremely sparse, slow and irregular. It should resemble a weak biological heartbeat, not a musical rhythm.] Dis dis disfunktion Dis dis disfunktion [White noise slowly swells. Subtle electrical interference appears.] Biological tissue is rejecting the synthetic material Red Alert! Red Alert—Warning! Severe malfunction! Severe malfunction! Biomatrix collapsing antibiotics injected, sedative injected! [Sudden complete drop in sound. Hold the silence for several seconds.] [A single distant 303 acid tone emerges from the silence. Extremely sparse, cold and liquid. No groove. No beat. The 303 should feel like an alien signal moving through the body.] Confusion!! Con-Con-Confusion Con-Con-Confusion In my brain Con-Con-Confusion In my vein Con-Con-Confusion Is it blood or a data flow CONFUSION I don’t know if I want to know. Con-Con-Confusion It‘s confusing [303 disappears almost completely.] … Dis dis disfunktion Dis dis disfunktion [White noise swell dropping into an eerie, heavy silence.] Lights are flickering Was I supposed to see that? Was I supposed to notice that? RAM activity, RAM activity visuals cut off, access to BIOS memory interrupted. [Extended paranoid pause. Only a distant low electronic hum.] I can hear you. WHAT ARE YOU DOING! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME? [303 returns. More unstable and nervous than before. Sparse acidic pulses, slightly detuned, no drums.] Confusion!! Con-Con-Confusion Con-Con-Confusion In my brain Con-Con-Confusion In my vein Con-Con-Confusion Is it blood or a data flow CONFUSION I don’t know if I want to know. Con-Con-Confusion It‘s confusing [Music completely disappears. Male voice becomes desperate, paranoid and increasingly fragmented. Mostly whispered.] GO OUT OF MY BRAIN (BRAIN) GO OUT OF MY (VEIN VEIN) GO OUT OF MY (MIND MIND) … STOP!!!(STOP!) … [Long suffocating silence. Only erratic white-noise artifacts.] [Plucked cello returns alone. Fragile, distant, reverberant. Each note separated by long silence.] Where is my heart? Where is my Where is … [Total dead silence.] [Cold robotic synthesized male voice. Emotionless, clinical, extremely close and dry.] Recalibration complete, data leak plugged, infiltration halted, infection ruled out, biometric data adjusted, upload starting. NOW.(NOW) … [White noise begins swelling aggressively. The cello heartbeat becomes barely perceptible underneath. 303 slowly reappears as a single sustained acidic presence.] Confusion!! Con-Con-Confusion Con-Con-Confusion In my brain Con-Con-Confusion In my vein Con-Con-Confusion Is it blood or a data flow CONFUSION I don’t know if I want to know. Con-Con-Confusion It‘s confusing [Everything suddenly cuts away. One cold sustained synth tone remains, slowly fading into silence.] All perimeters calibrated and adjusted – system rebooted. [Long pause.] System works! [end]
