Tarantella di Ragazzo

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AI performed song for the Age of Convergence setting. Lyrics by me.

[Verse 1]
Black coat, black hands, black data in veins,
Clicks like a tick in their necrotic chains.
Whispers with wires, dances with rot,
Asks what you are—then tells you you’re not.
Lurks where the vectors twitch and scream,
Plucks your ghost like a stitch from a seam!

[Chorus - Utter madness]
Spin round, fall down, dead don’t stay!
Dance ‘til the bugs eat your soul away!
Laugh loud, no frowns, mind decays—
Ragazzo’s here to autopsy your ways!
Hey-hey!

[Verse 2]
Ghosts in a jar and brains in a bowl,
That’s how Ragazzo saves your soul.
Mask like a vecchi, voice like a belle,
Hands soft as silk when they drag you to hell.
Scan you for sin like a surgeon of fate,
Then prescribe you a scalpel and close the gate.

[Chorus - Manic]
Spin round, fall down, dead don’t stay!
Dance ‘til the bugs eat your soul away!
Laugh loud, no frowns, mind decays—
Ragazzo’s here to autopsy your ways!
Hey-hey!

[Verse 3]
One town died—just a test, just a start,
Left them alone with a clever dead heart.
Byleth still whispers, Byleth still moans,
All in the hum of subdermal tones.
They learned what the sickness does to the brain—
So now they cure it with inquisitive flame!

[Bridge – Spoken over rising accordion and shrill violin]
“Post-mortem integrity confirmed… Subspace contamination exceeds tolerance thresholds… Recommended action: Immediate termination. With prejudice.”

[Verse 4]
Ragazzo don’t hate, Ragazzo don’t cry,
Just cleans the wound and watches you die.
Call out for God, pray He helps you endure
Ragazzo has questions and a deathly cure
If you feel burning behind your eyes—
They’re already dancing, and you’re the surprise!

[Final Chorus – Faster, breathless and frenzied rage]
Spin round, fall down, breathless, grey!
Don’t look back or you’ll melt away!
Mind gone, soul flown, bones to clay—
Ragazzo’s chart says you end today!
Ha-ha! Hey-hey!