Antibody

[Intro] [Starts with a profound, unsettling silence. Then, the sound of a single, slow, amplified human heartbeat. A distant, melancholic piano chord hangs in the air like a fog. A male vocal enters, a fragile, feverish whisper, so close you can hear the moisture on his lips.] (You have to... you have to forget the host...) [Verse 1] [The heartbeat beat becomes more defined, rhythmic. A deep, seismic sub-bass hums underneath. The vocal is a raw, intimate confession.] I have a sickness in the marrow, a symptom of this town You were a breath of clean air I was terrified to drown I watched you sleeping in the half-light, a study in repose A perfect, fragile ecosystem I was doomed to decompose Every touch was a contagion, every kiss a stolen cure I knew my love was terminal, but you felt so goddamn pure [Pre-Chorus] [The atmosphere thickens. Ethereal synth pads begin to swell. The vocal gains a quiet, desperate intensity, a sense of tragic clarity.] There’s a beautiful biology to how we fall apart You can't protect a living thing with a necrotic heart So I have to be the trauma, the fever and the ache The structural failure in the promise I can't help but make [Chorus] [The music swells into a vast, cinematic, and heartbreakingly beautiful soundscape. The vocals rise into a soaring, raw, airy falsetto. It’s a statement of agonizing purpose, not a pop hook.] And I will be the antibody you were never meant to make I'll be the poison in the memory, for your own goddamn sake I have to be the lesion that you learn to cut away So some part of you can live to see a cleaner, brighter day [Verse 2] [The driving beat continues, but the atmosphere feels colder, more sterile. The vocal is full of a deep, aching numbness.] I watch you from a distance now, through an aseptic pane of glass A specimen of happiness I know can never last If you stay within my orbit, if you breathe the air I breathe You'll learn to love the sickness, you will never want to leave So I'll cauterize the feeling, I'll sterilize the wound And leave you in the silence of this empty, haunted room [Chorus] [The soundscape becomes even bigger, more orchestral in its synth layers. The falsetto is more strained, on the verge of breaking into a cry.] And I will be the antibody you were never meant to make I'll be the poison in the memory, for your own goddamn sake I have to be the lesion that you learn to cut away So some part of you can live to see a cleaner, brighter day [Bridge] [The music collapses. The heartbeat falters, becomes erratic. A single, high-pitched drone like a tinnitus rings. The vocal is a raw, broken whisper, a final, desperate prayer.] God, I'm a fever dream of you... a phantom on your skin... Just for a second, I forget which fight I'm supposed to win... Is the cure... is the cure worse than the disease? Please... [Climax / Outro] [Instead of a chorus, the music erupts into a massive, overwhelming wall of layered, distorted synths and ethereal, wordless vocalizations. It’s the sound of a body breaking, of a system crashing. The main vocal line repeats like a mantra, a delirious, dying thought, buried under the noise.] (I'm the antibody...) (I'm the antibody...) (I'm the anti...) [The wall of sound cuts off violently, into absolute, deafening silence. After a long beat, we hear the sound of a single, slow, tired human exhale.] [Silence.]