As Halloween is growing near and the Dystopian Fiction uploads are almost over, it's time for a cyberpunk synthwave concept piece. This song is a storyline setup for the album in a similar way that "Oblivion" set up the theme of Stargazers, and it's definitely dripping with 80's sci-fi inspiration. Specifically, this is a song about a holy war between cybernetic demigods and the subjects that they enslaved. It takes place in the post-apocalyptic Miami setting of the rest of Dystopian Fiction, and holds a theme of revolution and struggling to hold on to rights when they're being aggressively taken away. The song also sets up the events of Building Better Worlds, sowing the seeds of an uprising and preparing to rebuild what was lost.
This song and my other recent uploads are part of Dystopian Fiction, which you can find right here:
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Lyrics:
Sickened by their equals
And disgusted by the signs
Burning down the records
Now they're taking back our minds
So untouchable
They rose above it all
Ascended
Livid in the moment
That division wasn't law
Tracing in the footsteps
Of what twisted leaders saw
Our true superiors
We are inferior
Surrendered
Here we stand on holy ground
I have heard the thunderous sound
Of millions saying wake up, set us free
I am not the enemy
They have found the worst in me
Bleed it out and drown them in the sea
Sickened by departure
From their wicked way of life
Gods among us fight
To keep their thrones out of the strife
So they threw us out
Sowed the seeds of doubt
Ascended
They made the noose the artist's savior
And the thinker's cold demise
Restless into cults
To tell the people pleasant lies
Our dystopian
Home we're rotting in
Offended
We are building better worlds
For the future to endure
Kill their misdirection
So we keep our minds pure
Fight for all the dreamers' love
Stargazers looking above
Fighting grave injustice
Knowing what we're made of
Here we stand on holy ground
Joining in the thunderous sound
Of new resistance in this bleeding city
