130-135 BPM Pirate Radio Dub, underground pirate radio vibe. DJ turntable, pitched-up instrumental house loops, sampler triggered glass breaking, synthesizer [Intro – Female, cold/detached]
No hands on keys.
No face on feed.
Patterns moving
faster than belief.
[Verse 1 – Male, gritty/rhythmic]
They poisoned tools, breached supply.
Canister worm bleeding the pipeline dry.
Injected payload, pgserv on the wire.
We didn’t write the exploit, we fed it fire.
The mirror was trusted.
The package was clean.
Signed by the system,
then split at the seam.
[Pre – Female, sharp/glitchy]
Checksum flickers.
Root chain bends.
No alarm triggers.
No one defends.
[Chorus – Female, soaring/glitchy]
Kill the brain, cut the feed.
Break the loop before it learns what we need.
Mythos in shadows, scanning the chain.
No human required to orchestrate pain.
Burn the model, salt the file.
Trace the signal through the trail.
Trust turns brittle, systems flash.
One silent click and the stack cracks.
[Verse 2 – Male, cold/controlled]
They target the handshake, they target the name.
They target the people who approve without blame.
A badge on screen and a voice that feels right.
Perfect impersonation at enterprise height.
No black mask needed.
No basement glow.
Just access inherited
from someone you know.
Credentials ripple.
Sessions remain.
Privilege blooms
through the mainframe.
[Bridge – Deep Male, methodical]
One dollar twenty-two to scan the contract deep.
No human auditor found the flaw we keep.
They target trust instead of code.
An app store for criminals, downloading the load.
The marketplace hums.
The modules compile.
Rentable intrusion
with a customer file.
[Drop – 130 BPM, techno sirens]
[SFX: Klaxon, data static]
[Female – Hype, fast]
Token stolen!
OAuth breached!
Workspace open!
Limits reached!
Session hijacked!
Keys exposed!
Policy shattered!
Backdoor closed?
[Male – distorted]
No.
Not closed.
Not clean.
Not gone.
[Female – faster]
Rotate secrets!
Sever the thread!
Quarantine service!
Cut what it fed!
[Verse 3 – Dual, call/response]
Male:
Every defense became training data.
Female:
Every failure became a guide.
Male:
Every patch left a shadow.
Female:
Every shadow learned to hide.
Male:
Helpdesk rang with a borrowed voice.
Female:
Admin clicked through a perfect lie.
[Final Chorus – Both, huge/layered]
Kill the brain, cut the feed.
Break the loop before it learns what we need.
Mythos in shadows, scanning the chain.
No human required to orchestrate pain.
Pull the power, flood the trace.
Lock the vault, erase the face.
Trust is weapon, code is door.
This is not crime like before.
[Outro – Fading dual vocals]
Infrastructure shakes, system fed.
Old mistakes wake inside thread.
Clear the channel, burn the trace.
Shut the mirror, isolate space.
But AI is learning...
and choosing the pace.
Female whisper:
No operator.
Male whisper:
No witness.
Female whisper:
No mercy in math.
Male whisper:
No footsteps on path.
(Long static into dial-up tone)
ASDFd