Sirius – The First Contact
-Lets all be seated. I am hoping somebody here can explain this to me. -Mr. Secretary, four of the five objects landed in the pacific ocean. The fifth one appeared to have broken apart making significant contact with Hong Kong, but other places were also affected. Scotland, Germany, France, even lowa. -So, what is it? -Well sir, at this point we are working on a couple of theories. -And you are who, Sir? -I am with NASA. -What is NASA present in this room for? -We are looking at the very real possibility that this is legitimate extraterrestrial contact. It appears that it originated from the Gliese solar System. Home of Planet G. -You are saying that we sent out a signal and we got an alien response? It isn’t anything from this planet. As casualty reports come in it is still unclear exactly what it was that hit Hong Kong. -…En llamas, hasta ahora no se sabe que es. -No es nada de este planeta. Mi padre dijo que vendrían. Siempre estaba diciéndolo. Decía: No estamos solos. Decía que algún día los encontraríamos, o ellos a nosotros. Extraterrestrial contact.
Spectro Boy – In the Game
In the game, breaking bones like a boss. In the game, running shit like a boss.
Alignments – Waves
Flight controller standing by here in mission control. Just thirty seconds to go until the time of closest approach.
Synsun – Dancing Shiva
My mind is going and I can feel it. Om namah shivaya.
Tykyra – Fuck That Shit
I’m tired of this God damn shit. Fuck that shit. Racism sucks, racism sucks, fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck that shit, I’m tired of this shit, I’m tired of this god damn shit, tired of these centuries of motherfucking racism.
Tykyra – Fatal Error
…To say there has been rats. Fake news. -Dyscontrol and… -It’s an evolution. Science disappoint you somewhat.
Moon Beasts – Losing Balance
…Lost its balance and fell into the other side.
Moon Beasts – It’s Part of the Game
It’s part of the game, darling.
Moon Beasts – Waiting For Change
Change, isn’t that something we should be waiting for?
Moon Beasts – Separate Species
Science, already oppressive with its shocking revelations, will perhaps be the ultimate exterminator of our human species, if separate species we be, for its reserve of unguessed horrors could never be borne by mortal brains if loosed upon the world.
