Spontaneous Astral Projection is a cosmic horror rap-metal song by Android 86, adapted from an original poem about the terrifying experience of involuntarily leaving one’s physical body. Without warning, the narrator’s consciousness is violently expelled from its earthly vessel, ascending beyond the atmosphere and into the unfathomable darkness of space. There, among colossal entities and ancient horrors beyond human comprehension, something notices the presence of a living soul where it does not belong. An impossibly tall, shadowy creature reaches out with grotesquely elongated fingers, delivering a horrifying warning: “YOU… SHOULD… NOT… BE… HERE!”
Performed by LYRA, the poem becomes a frantic descent into cosmic terror, combining extremely fast, urgently delivered rap vocals with layered whispers, distorted vocal harmonies, and moments of overwhelming intensity. Pounding electronic drums, metallic synthesizers, and dense, distorted guitars propel the song forward with relentless aggression. As the journey carries the narrator past Saturn and into the deepest reaches of the void, the instrumentation expands into enormous cosmic soundscapes, crushing instrumental passages, and haunting atmospheric textures that emphasize the unimaginable scale of the horrors encountered.
At its heart, Spontaneous Astral Projection explores the fear of experiencing something that cannot be controlled, explained, or escaped. The narrator lives in constant anticipation of the next involuntary journey, haunted by the knowledge that the entities beyond our reality can recognize the living among the dead. When the familiar shadow reappears in the endless darkness, the terror becomes deeply personal. The song ultimately asks one disturbing question: When the silver cord connecting consciousness to the body is finally severed, will the soul return home, or will something waiting in the darkness claim it forever?
I hear my mortal vessel strike the floor
As consciousness escapes its fleshly throne
A spectral violence rends my very core
And leaves my limbs as cold as chapel stone
Through veils of night, my essence is expelled
Beyond the reach of Earth's maternal breath
Toward vaulted heavens, ancient and unheld
Where nameless things reside beyond our death
And there, amidst that starless necropolis
A silhouette of blasphemous design
With limbs like ink upon the firmament
Extends its dreadful fingers into mine
Its presence violates the sanctity of thought
A thousand voices speaking as but one
"YOU... SHOULD... NOT... BE... HERE!"
At any hour, without warning
My soul abandons flesh and bone
A screaming ember cast beyond the stars
Into dominions not my own
Through cathedrals of celestial dread
Past horrors no mortal tongue could name
I ascend where living souls are forbidden
And nothing returns the same
Condemned to dread the closing of my eyes
I wear the hours like shackles on my soul
For every silence harbors my demise
And every slumber threatens to unfold
Does that abhorrence linger in the void?
Its crooked fingers poised beyond the veil?
Does it recall the trespass of my soul?
And wait to claim me when my senses fail?
I have beheld the damned and dispossessed
And things that mock the architecture of creation
Ancient grotesqueries in darkness dressed
Beyond the limits of imagination
They sense the warmth of life within my shade
The fragile thread that binds me to the clay
A stolen flame, through alien kingdoms strayed
A beating heart impossibly far away
Colossal phantoms drift through endless night
Their vast dimensions swallowing the stars
As though the heavens, wounded by their passage
Revealed the ancient architecture of their scars
Past Saturn's rings, those silvered crowns of sorrow
I sail upon an ocean without shore
Where distance dies, and time has no tomorrow
And all creation seems to breathe no more
There, monstrous congregations fill the black
Their shadowed hands extend through endless space
And from the depths, a dreadful shape emerges
With those familiar fingers, void of grace
I know those limbs
That hideous geometry
The thing that found me once
Has come for me again
At any hour, beneath whatever sky
My soul abandons flesh and bone
A screaming ember cast beyond the stars
Into dominions not my own
Through cathedrals of celestial dread
Past horrors no mortal tongue could name
I ascend where living souls are forbidden
And nothing returns the same
And when the silver cord is severed
When flesh relinquishes its claim
Will I descend into my mortal prison?
Or shall those fingers
TAKE ME AWAY?
