HEART_RATE_ZERO

(Starts immediately with the rhythmic, slow beep of a hospital heart monitor: Beep... Beep... Beep...)

(The beeps suddenly accelerate into a flatline screech: Beeeeeeeeeeeeeep)

(A heavy, heavily distorted 808 sub bass slices through the flatline)

CLEAR! (Shock 'em!)

Wake up! (Wake up!)

(Heavy breath gasp)

(Massive, buzzing Rage synths kick in)

Flat on the table, cold metal on my spine (So cold!)

You pulled the plugs and you cut the lifeline (Dead!)

Clinical detachment, you watched the blood run

Smiling in the shadow of the damage you had done (Monster!)

No pulse in my wrist, no heat in my chest

You put my sanity to the ultimate test (Failed!)

I’m a medical anomaly, a ghost in a gown. Watch the vitals drop as the room spins down! (Down! Down!)

(The synths glitch out violently, pitching up and down like a broken engine)

Cardiogram flat, no response in the brain!

You took my love and you turned it to pain!

Defibrillator primed, let the voltage ignite!

(Scream) BRING ME BACK TO LIFE!

(BASS DROP)

(Absolute chaos. Wall-of-sound distorted Rage synths, clipping 808s, and smashing claps)

HEART RATE ZERO! Flatline flat! (Zero!)

You didn't think I’d recover from that! (No way!)

Cold code blue, put the sheet over my face! (Cover it!)

I’m erasing your name from my cellular space! (Gone!)

Shock to the system! Shock to the soul! (Shock)

I’m taking back the pieces that you stole! (Mine!)

HEART RATE ZERO! (Scream)

(Beat switches to a stuttering, industrial industrial march with metallic percussion)

ICU, IV drip filled with your lies (Liar)

I had to die just to open my eyes (I see you!)

You were a flatline disguised as a spark

Leaving me to rot all alone in the dark (Ugh!)

But the monitors lie and the doctors don't know

How fast the fire in the wreckage can grow (Burn it!)

I don't need a pulse to come looking for you

Yeah, the monster you made is officially loose! (Run!)

(The heavy rage elements drop out, leaving an eerie, echoing hospital intercom chime)

(Vocals are whispered)

Paging Doctor Death... Paging Doctor Dispair...There’s no oxygen left in the air.

(Heavy rhythmic breathing through an oxygen mask) In... Out... You killed the old me.

Yeah, you executed the file.

But the new me is waking up... with a smile.

(The flatline sound returns, morphing into a massive riser synth)

GET THE PADDLES.

THREE. TWO. ONE.(Scream) CHARGE IT!

(BASS DROP)

( Even louder than the first. Maximum distortion, clipping the master track for a gritty underground sound)

HEART RATE ZERO! Flatline flat! (Zero!)

You didn't think I’d recover from that! (No way!)

Cold code blue, put the sheet over my face! (Cover it!)

I’m erasing your name from my cellular space! (Gone!)

Shock to the system! Shock to the soul! (Shock!)

I’m taking back the pieces that you stole! (Mine!)

HEART RATE ZERO!

(Outro)

( Only the steady, healthy, heavy thudding of a single heartbeat plays)

Resuscitation successful. System online.