50% CYKO – 40% NERD – 20% Cyberpunk = 110% Contagious.
Clearwater, Florida. Ground Zero.
Year of the outbreak: 2006.
Every mutation was grown in a bedroom lab, mixed on cracked monitors, stress-tested on blown-out subwoofers.
Pure infection.
100% human strain. Lethal.
They tried to classify him.
File name: CYKO.
Status: uncontained.
Fast-forward to now.
The pathogen has evolved into its final form: CYKOSIS.
Symptoms hit harder than any government warning label:
- Sudden 174 BPM tachycardia
- Involuntary rewinds at 3 a.m.
- Hallucinations of neon clowns laughing in 808s
- Compulsion to fist-pump in grocery store aisles when the lights flicker
Transmission date: December 7, 2025.
Carrier: debut album HI IM CYKO.
Early strains already circulating:
- “Hi My Name Is CYKO” – the greeting card from hell
- “Freakshow” – the moment the rollercoaster jumps the track and keeps accelerating
The rest of the album?
Quarantine-level classified.
Insiders who’ve been exposed speak in whispers about hybrid dubstep/hardstyle mutants, drum & bass that rewires your spinal cord.
There is no vaccine.
There is only surrender.
Welcome to the Outbreak, CYKOS.
You didn’t choose the plague.
The plague chose you.
On December 7, the CDC will issue its final warning about CYKOSIS.
Crank the volume as loud as possible!
Let the infection reach terminal velocity.
When the drop hits and your vision tunnels,
just smile and whisper the only words that matter:
“Hi, my name is CYKO.”
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Containment failed.
Contagion achieved.
HI IM CYKO – 12.07.2025
The pandemic starts here.
#CYKOSIS #HIIMCYKO #PatientZero #InfectYourNeighbors #LetsGetCYKO
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