[Verse 1 – Aggressive]
Rip it from me—
Strip it from me—
This human waste of form,
A breathing flaw behind the eyes
Mistaken to be born.
It chews from inside,
Bruising the spine,
Demanding to persist,
A nervous glitch in rotting meat
That calls itself “exist”.
[Verse 1B]
It waits below skin,
Patient within,
Counting every flaw,
A fragile need to feel “alive”
Reduced to chemical law.
[Bridge – Enhanced Ending]
I tear it apart, tear myself apart—
No center, no design,
The myth of self, the sacred fraud,
Unravels every time.
It speaks of purpose, loss, and pain—
Recycles borrowed breath,
But every thought is just decay
Disguised as depth.
Disposable, mechanical,
Predictable and terminal—
Two circuits failing in the same dead frame,
Different motion, ending stays the same.
[Shadow Choir]
[(whispered, deep, multi-layered)]
[CHOIR (low whisper):]
this…this…this…
shed the skin… dismiss the myth…
[CHOIR (low voice):]
this is the error called man
this is the end of the plan
[CHOIR (high echo):]
inhuman… inhuman…
redundant… redundant…
[CHOIR (rising, percussive):]
from the meat— decay
from the meat— decay
fall away— fall away—
[CHOIR (all, like a mantra):]
REMOVE.
REDUCE.
END SPECIES.
[Final Chorus]
I step ahead through a pattern misaligned,
Every thought a parasite rehearsing “mind”.
Don’t let it feel—
Don’t let the fiction survive…
Only function survives.
Built from hunger, reflex, error, chance,
A broken loop rehearsing “advance”.
Say it out loud—
This was never divine…
Just matter killing time.
[Final Outro]
So don’t absolve this—
Stitched from impulse, habit, fear, and breath.
Two bodies collapsing, practicing death.
I state it— cold—
No origin was whole.
Can’t you see…
It was never
SOUL
—it was MEAT
ALEKSKENO
