[Lyric] Deadlock Transmission (IRIS (Will Ryan))

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
You! I never thought you'd show your face in this part of town after what you've done here. As if it wasn't enough losing someone close, you took it out on innocent folk like us? What happened to you?

[ABRAHM]
And prey tell how on Earth did you manage to survive? I don't recall this land being habitable without going mad with rage.

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
You underestimate our tribe. You thought you'd taken everything from the Baltornae woods, but you are sorely mistaken. You have your secrets, and we have ours.

[ABRAHM]
Hmph. Well, while we're being secretive, allow me to bring offerings of a secret from the Domeplex.

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
Try us.

[ABRAHM]
See, it would normally be a secret if I hadn't known your medical facilities had Vitamos Z suppliments.

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
How?
[ABRAHM & DOVAHCOM/MOIRA]
Oh, you thought I was clueless? Well, guess what? I know everything!

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
Ah! DovahCom... this can't...

[ABRAHM]
Soon enough, the BioTide ​will swallow you whole, and we may finally have use for your decayed respite known as your corpse.

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
Why, Abrahm?! Our world was perfect before you overturned everything. Buildings on fire, innocent civillians walking dorment in dystopia. Destruction everywhere! Is this what you wanted?!

[ABRAHM]
Sometimes, you have to make a mess before it becomes clean. Survival of the fittest, I'm sure you know all about that too.

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
You monster! Some day, there will be someone far stronger than you, and you won't be near enough prepared for the anarchy they'll bring to your doorstep!

[ABRAHM]
Oh wonderful, they've arrived.

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
Argh! Let go of me!

[ABRAHM]
A word of advice. Struggling will only make them giddier.
[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
Do you hear yourself?! When that day of reckoning comes, you will know what real peril feels like!

[ABRAHM]
Oh! Oh, so very ignorant. I've seen the face of death in my lab. And it's laughable.

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
No, please!

[ABRAHM]
I will give you one chance to redeem yourself here. You can either join our forces with the Domeplex. Comply, or make my BioTides rather upset. My advice, you wouldn't want to behold the latter.

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
Your new world order... Spits Shove it up your ass!

[ABRAHM]
Ah... just like my brother...

[BALTORNAE TRIBESMAN]
Aaaaargh!

[ABRAHM]
Scatter the grounds. I want every last one of them found and brought back. Why do they defy me? It makes all of this so pointless. Takes away the fun. Nevertheless, what fun is it when we cave in? Defiance is futile. And nobody defies the Valentin Renegade. Evil laughter