In “Brains,” HENGE celebrates the strange machinery of human thought, from the firing of billions of neurons to the way perception itself is just an approximation. The song moves through waves of electrical activity and neuroplasticity, treating the skull as a container of electric meat capable of abstract leaps and vivid imagination. The repeated focus on homosapien brains turns a clinical fact into something almost wondrous, leaving the feeling that ordinary consciousness is itself a kind of miracle.
Brains Lyrics by HENGE
Commence neuro-transmission, mode of function intuition
When you’re thinking about thinking you call that meta-cognition
Complex pattern recognition, elaborate recollections
In my mainiel cerebral are extravagant connections
Abstract thought from a head concrete
A skull that’s full of electric meat
Chemical mind alteration, you call that hallucination
Yes, but all perception is just an approximation in your
Brains
Homosapien brains
Brains
Homosapien brains
It comes in waves like Alpha, Beta, Delta, Theta
Synapses are firing deep, what goes around in your cerebrum
Observation of a positive, mutation in relation
To advanced communication and vivid imagination
Neurons firing, ions sparking, igniting electricity
Reaching 86 billion points of connectivity
Networks adapting with astounding neuroplasticity
By way of neocortical elasticity in your
Brains
Homosapien brains
Brains
Abstract thinking brains