Title: "The Melting Man"
(A song that begins with structured, manipulative political rhetoric and devolves into cut-up chaos as the speaker physically disintegrates.)
Verse 1 (Structured, authoritative)
"My friends, I stand before you true,
The only one who speaks for you.
The borders weak, the nation bleeds—
I am the cure for all your needs."
(Skin begins to glisten, unnatural transparency.)
Bridge 1 (Slight unease, cracks in tone)
"Trust in me, I’ll make it right—
(Can you feel the air? The light?)
They’re the ones who stole your worth—
(Something’s wrong beneath my shirt.)"
Verse 2 (Language starts slipping, body distorts)
"Them—their hands are in your purse,
(Fingers drip, the words disperse.)
We must rise, we must fight—
(Why is my tongue so loose? So light?)"
(Jaw unhinges slightly, skin sags like wet paper.)
Bridge 2 (Fragmented, panic seeping in)
"Loyalty—strength—
(Flesh won’t hold—)
They’re the rot—we’re the pure—
(Why can’t I—make it—stick—?)"
Verse 3 (Cut-up intrusion, body liquefying)
"Them—the blood—the lies—they take—
(Neck collapses, vowels break.)
We—the law—the land—the spine—
(Spine? Spine? Slipping. Mine.)"
(Torso slumps, organs visible through thinning skin.)
Bridge 3 (Desperate, syllables slur)
"No—no—still—can—win—
(Mouth a sieve, leaks within.)
Just—believe—just—obey—
(Lungs dissolve into the spray.)"
Verse 4 (Language collapses, body fails)
"Th—bl—eed—must—fl—
(Eyeballs drip like melting wax.)
Sh—d—them—all—gn—
(Tongue plops into the cracks.)"
(Arms slide off, puddling at his feet.)
Outro (Liquid silence, final gurgle)
(Glottal spasms, wet echoes—)
"Ghhh—kkk—sss—
(A last bubble pops—)
...
(Only a stain remains.)"
