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Midnight On The White Rose

from Origins by M-Opus

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Somewhere on White Rose, a grand VIP party is getting into full swing.

Narrator speaks:
“Elsewhere on the space station, behind locked doors and leather walls, the elite indulged their every extravagant fantasy, gratified every urge. Safe from public gaze in their own playground in space.”

The Master Of Ceremonies singing:
Well it’s midnight on the White Rose, anybody coming out to play?
Yeah, it’s midnight on the White Rose everybody,
We keep your secrets safe.
We’re never out of time, we’re never through,
Got every kind of high on sale for you around here, baby.
Pay to do whatever you want to do,
Money's gonna make all your dreams come true, alright.

Roll up, roll up, worthy Olympians of Debauchery,
Dignitaries, Movie Stars, Sons Of Dictators, heirs to the colonies,
Devotees of drug, athletes of alcohol, connoisseurs of cunt,
Whatever your vice, discretion assured, satisfaction guaranteed, roll up. roll up, haha!

Well it’s midnight on the White Rose anybody,
Got anything you want?
Well it’s midnight on the White Rose everybody,
Gotta have some fun.
We’re living on the edge of eternity,
Making up the rules of reality round here, baby.
Pay to be whatever you want to be, spinning round the world in a fantasy, alright.
The party never ends, the party never ends.

Many kilometres away, the non-VIP Miller and Violet are walking out onto a service exit platform. Electric Doors open.

Robot voice:
“Exit Area D. We hope you enjoyed your stay.”

Miller:
“Come on Violet, not even one night partying on White Rose?”

Violet:
“Uhuh.”

Miller:
“Ah you're no craic. I always thought I could bring something unique to a drug-fuelled orgy in space.”

Violet:
“Yeah, 22nd century syphilis.”

Miller:
“Tut, fine, but before we go, let me grab a quick smoke.”

Violet:
“Oh Miller, you didn’t start smoking?!”

Miller:
“No. Well done, see, you just passed a little test, (he lights up a cigarette), you’re definitely still the preachy but over-caring girl I remember.”

Violet:
“Yes, I’m really me, you sure as hell are still you and no, I’m not some robot replacement. And yes, this is my brave face, and no, I’m not ok. None of this freaking you out?”

Miller:
“Violet, I’m Irish. We pretend we have no emotions. Underneath this asshole exterior, I’m… well, still an asshole, but also out of my fucking mind with terror. That’s me saying sorry, by the way.”

Violet:
“Well that's a start.”

Miller:
“OK, to this lab of yours and let’s find out what this dead duplicate of you is all about.”

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from Origins, released May 1, 2020

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M-Opus Dublin, Ireland

M-Opus are a progressive rock band from Ireland.
(Jonathan Casey, Mark Grist, PJ O'Connell, Colin Sullivan, James Dunne).
They are a real band, but have a fictional history.
They record their albums today, but the albums have release dates in the past, featuring the sounds of music at that time.
"At The Mercy Of Manannán" (1972), "ORIGINS" (1978) and "1975 Triptych" (1975).
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