[Intro – whispered, robotic male voice] Can you hear it? Before the music begins... The music is already alive. [Verse 1] A deep kick wakes the floor, Wooden drums behind the door, Metal echoes, ancient fire, Bass is crawling higher, higher. A tribal pulse inside the night, Three dark notes become the light, Whispers moving left to right, Something strange is coming tonight. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the rhythm breathe... Hear the silence bend... The sound becomes a creature, And the creature has no end. [Chorus] Boom — the earth is shaking, Bass — the walls are breaking, Drums — the blood is racing, Synths — the stars are waking! We don't play the music, The music plays us, We disappear inside the sound, Until the sound becomes us. [Verse 2] Industrial sparks across the air, Alien voices everywhere, Female whispers, distant cries, Electric shadows cross the skies. The beat goes slower... Then suddenly faster, A beautiful machine Becomes a disaster. [Break – almost silent] One breath... One pulse... One voice... [Alien whisper] Listen... [DROP] BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Tribal fire! Industrial thunder! Deep bass! Electric hunger! [Final Chorus] This is the sound describing itself, A living beast with no name, House, tribal, dark and futuristic, Burning inside the digital flame. We don't play the music, The music plays us, Until the last vibration disappears... And silence becomes the final bass.