Alien x Zombie

表面上，《異星 x 殭屍》是一首關於在末日情景中，選擇宇宙之愛或人間煉獄的情歌。但這首歌真正的核心，是關於成癮的內心戰場。在這場戰爭中，藥物濫用將一個人撕裂成兩種極端的狀態：「異星人」——那種追求超凡脫俗、迷幻體驗、渴望逃離現實，與宇宙融為一體的狀態；以及「殭屍」——那種被原始慾望驅使、失去自我、在世間行屍走肉的狀態。它們看似是兩個極端，是光與暗的對決，但實際上，它們都是由同一個根源所創造。

歌詞中的每一個意象，從「化學的倒影」到「藥販子的鬼魂」，再到最後的「悖論」，都在指向這個悲劇性的真相。這場戰鬥的雙方，其實都是受害者，都是同一種化學物質的傀儡。因此，歌曲的結尾揭示了最殘酷的現實：這場戰爭沒有贏家。無論是飛向星辰的「異星人」，還是墮入塵土的「殭屍」，他們都輸了。真正的勝利者，是那個創造了這場對決，並在旁冷眼旁觀的毒藥本身。這首歌，是獻給那些在自我分裂的戰爭中，迷失了真正敵人的靈魂。

Achromatic moonlight on a tarmac sea
The bassline's systole, sepulchral and low
Your craft descends, a silent, cool decree
And in its chemical reflection, new fractures start to show

You're sipping stellar plasma from a crystal chalice
Your suit of woven spacetime, a psychedelic palace
While the great decay in unison shambles without malice
With chemical poise and eschatological hands
A signal burns the static—a dealer's quiet ghost
A six-quartet enigma from a supramundane coast
You broadcast the query: who desires this dose the most?

My neurology tunes just like a parabolic dish
Between your cosmic logic and their chthonic wish
If one high is a frequency, and the other is a drone
Which waveform dominates when you're finally alone?

Alien, Alien love, your design
Versus the Zombie, Zombie's hungry shrine
You sublimate my soul from this terrestrial plane
They pull me down, down, down into marrow and rain
I'll fight for your light like a moth to a flame
If the dead want this union, they can't win this game

That binary missive to M13's distant heart
A fleeting, perfect postulate of how the feelings start
A declaration written long before the endings part
While mycelial threads beneath the concrete bloom
A puppeteer's requiem filling every single room
Where each subjugated vessel plays the fungus' tune

The fauna by the fenceline in a chemical parade
A prion's covalent prayer as the memories unbraid
No cardiac pulse, just compulsions that drive
Define your substance, lover, just to feel alive.

Alien, Alien love, your design
Versus the Zombie, Zombie's hungry shrine
You sublimate my soul from this terrestrial plane
They pull me down, down, down into marrow and rain
I'll fight for your light like a moth to a flame
If the dead want this union, they can't win this game

You whisper, "Triangulate the aether, nullify the profane"
"Just tilt your heart to aphelion, let the terrestrial wane"
I say, "If our chemistries collide, we'll ignite a nova's flame"
"And broadcast a chorus that outshines a planet's name"

Synaptic static… who’s that on the line?
Necrotic shuffle with a galactic design
New firmware flashing on a biological drive
If this addiction's a glitch, let the code stay alive

Alien, Alien love, your design
Versus the Zombie, Zombie's hungry shrine
You sublimate my soul from this terrestrial plane
They pull me down, down, down into marrow and rain
I'll fight for your light like a moth to a flame
If the dead want this union, they can't win this game

Dampen the carrier wave; let the ambience reign
If we're the last thermic beings in this chemical rain
Here is the paradox, the final, cruel decree:
The war was never you versus me.
One dose creates the Alien, to chase a dying star,
The other makes the Zombie, who forgets just who they are.
But the victor isn't who survives… it's the poison that they chase.