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Starship Hitchhiker (Metal) — always moving, never home, forged forward motion, never to find home

Album Playlist – Aetherical Storm    • Aetherical Storm   ⸻ Starship Hitchhiker is a transient sci-fi industrial track about motion as survival. It follows a nameless traveler drifting port to port, identity eroding with every jump gate. No roots. No registry. Only momentum. The song sits at the core of Aetherical Storm’s themes: isolation, self-definition under pressure, and the refusal to stop moving even when stillness would mean collapse. The starship isn’t freedom—it’s necessity. Forward motion is the only way to stay intact. Cold infrastructure, anonymous ports, and ritualized routines replace belonging. Names fail. Records decay. What remains is discipline, breath, and the decision to keep going. ⸻ Band: Cult of Disdain Album: Aetherical Storm Label: Aetherical Musings © richardearlwacker1973 ⸻ Lyrics Starship Hitchhiker Always alone. Starship hitchhiker Still moving on. Beacon codes flash. Docking rings drone. Manifest reads “UNKNOWN” I step through alone. Lagrange towns blur on the docking feed Trade winds of vacuum, I take what I need Stamp in the passport—ink runs thin Gate turns green and I’m gone again Starship hitchhiker—colony to stone Always the stranger, never at home Stranger in the mirror—won’t say my name Drift through lives like a burning flame Crate-bed in cargo, bunk in the hold Warm seat dents fading, rations cold Friends-of-a-friend at the mining rim Laugh like stars, then I fade to dim. Count to four; don’t disappear Find the keel; keep it near Every new port feels the same Mask on, move on, change the name Starship hitchhiker—colony to stone Always the stranger, never at home Stranger in the mirror—won’t say my name Drift through lives like a burning flame Badge scans fail; the record’s dust All my labels bleed to rust. If I stand still, I come apart So I ride the burn and call it heart. Belt-town markets, nickel and light, Lockers like altars, prayers at night. I touch the glass where a face should be It looks back through, but it’s not me. Hold the line; breathe the core, Anchor once—ask no more. If a name is just a storm, Let my hands define my form. Burn the lanes—cut the drag Ride the wake—drop the tag Run the seam—stars turn fast Name or none—make it last. Starship hitchhiker—colony to stone Always the stranger, never at home Stranger in the mirror—won’t say my name I forge my way through the engine flame Always a stranger Always alone. Starship hitchhiker Still moving on. ⸻ Hashtags #CultOfDisdain, #AethericalStorm, #StarshipHitchhiker, #IndustrialMetal, #SciFiMetal, #DarkElectronic, #ConceptAlbum, #SpaceNarrative, #AIArtist ⸻ AI Transparency This artist uses AI in the production and performance. All rights retained.