LEVELÚ (The Winter Balance) by Nikko ft Urban Sutra

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Dark Cabaret, Trap House, Deep Bass, Beatbox Eerie

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STUDIO

[Intro]

[Heavy Breathing rhythm: HUH... HAH... HUH... HAH...]

[Beatbox kicks in: P-tsh-K-K-P-tsh]

[Sound of a rusty music box playing a twisted "Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy"]

[Male Voice - Dry, Rural Alaskan]:
Well now... storm's comin' in.
Barometer's droppin'.
Time to check the weights.

[Verse 1]

[Beat drops: Heavy House Bass with "Sofi Tukker" style guitar riff]
Up in the tundra, where the silence is loud,
I see you sleeping beneath the gray cloud.
Odin is watching with his one good eye,
But I am the one who descends from the sky.
Got eight legs on my sled, made of chrome and bone,
I enter your house when you think you’re alone.
Not here for the cookies, not here for the cake,
I’m here for the balance that you tried to break.

[Pre-Chorus]

[Music shifts to Orchestral Tension. Celesta chimes.]

[Female Whisper - French]:
Il sourit... il regarde...
Père Fouettard est fatigué. 
Levelú est arrivé.

[Male Voice]:
I don't make a list. I don't check it twice.
I just roll the heavy, geometric dice.

[Chorus]

[MASSIVE DANCE DROP - Distorted Bass + Sleigh Bells]
LE-VE-LÚ! (Libra Aeterna!)
HE LEVELS THE SCORE, HE LEVELS THE YOU!
LE-VE-LÚ! (C'est fou!)
A BAG FULL OF GOLD OR A BAG FULL OF FLU!
HE SMILES AT THE MIRROR, HE SMILES AT THE CRIME,
ADJUSTING THE KARMA, ONE BEAT AT A TIME!
BOM-BOM-BOM!

[Nutcracker hit]
LE-VE-LÚ!

[Verse 2]

[Rhythm becomes "Scrap Metal Christmas"]

[Male Voice]:
Some folks get a diamond, some folks get a chain,
Some folks get a memory inside of their brain.
Krampus is messy, he screams and he bites,
I just switch off the power to all of your lights.
Or maybe I leave you a key to the door,
It depends on the balance you settled before.
Never ask "Why?", son, that’s a rookie mistake,
You plant the frozen seed, you get the frozen lake.

[Bridge]

[Beatbox Breakdown + Latin Chant]

[Heavy breathing returns]
Silentium... Judicium...

[French]: Pourquoi? Chut... Jamais.

[Female Voice - Spoken coolly]:
Gravity doesn't explain why you fall.
Winter doesn't explain why it's cold.
I don't explain the gift. Or the whip.

[Screamed]: DANCE!

[Outro]

[High Energy Orchestral House Finale]
LE-VE-LÚ!
BALANCE THE SCALES!
WINTER PREVAILS!
Il sourit...

[Sound of a heavy metal scale slamming down: CLANG!]
[Male Voice]: "Alright then. Carry on."

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[Intro] [Heavy Breathing rhythm: HUH... HAH... HUH... HAH...] [Beatbox kicks in: P-tsh-K-K-P-tsh] [Sound of a rusty music box playing a twisted "Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy"] [Male Voice - Dry, Rural Alaskan]: Well now... storm's comin' in. Barometer's droppin'. Time to check the weights. [Verse 1] [Beat drops: Heavy House Bass with "Sofi Tukker" style guitar riff] Up in the tundra, where the silence is loud, I see you sleeping beneath the gray cloud. Odin is watching with his one good eye, But I am the one who descends from the sky. Got eight legs on my sled, made of chrome and bone, I enter your house when you think you’re alone. Not here for the cookies, not here for the cake, I’m here for the balance that you tried to break. [Pre-Chorus] [Music shifts to Orchestral Tension. Celesta chimes.] [Female Whisper - French]: Il sourit... il regarde... Père Fouettard est fatigué. Levelú est arrivé. [Male Voice]: I don't make a list. I don't check it twice. I just roll the heavy, geometric dice. [Chorus] [MASSIVE DANCE DROP - Distorted Bass + Sleigh Bells] LE-VE-LÚ! (Libra Aeterna!) HE LEVELS THE SCORE, HE LEVELS THE YOU! LE-VE-LÚ! (C'est fou!) A BAG FULL OF GOLD OR A BAG FULL OF FLU! HE SMILES AT THE MIRROR, HE SMILES AT THE CRIME, ADJUSTING THE KARMA, ONE BEAT AT A TIME! BOM-BOM-BOM! [Nutcracker hit] LE-VE-LÚ! [Verse 2] [Rhythm becomes "Scrap Metal Christmas"] [Male Voice]: Some folks get a diamond, some folks get a chain, Some folks get a memory inside of their brain. Krampus is messy, he screams and he bites, I just switch off the power to all of your lights. Or maybe I leave you a key to the door, It depends on the balance you settled before. Never ask "Why?", son, that’s a rookie mistake, You plant the frozen seed, you get the frozen lake. [Bridge] [Beatbox Breakdown + Latin Chant] [Heavy breathing returns] Silentium... Judicium... [French]: Pourquoi? Chut... Jamais. [Female Voice - Spoken coolly]: Gravity doesn't explain why you fall. Winter doesn't explain why it's cold. I don't explain the gift. Or the whip. [Screamed]: DANCE! [Outro] [High Energy Orchestral House Finale] LE-VE-LÚ! BALANCE THE SCALES! WINTER PREVAILS! Il sourit... [Sound of a heavy metal scale slamming down: CLANG!] [Male Voice]: "Alright then. Carry on."

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