Neon Temple Riot v2

Aggressive big-beat electro in the spirit of The Prodigy, male vocals, with distorted breakbeats, snarling synth bass, and clipped vocal chops, Sitar riffs run through fuzz and filters, answered by chopped Indian choir phrases; verses are dry and percussive, chorus opens into a massive, shout-along hook with stacked gang vocals, Sudden stop-start stutters and filtered build-ups drive the tension, then everything slams back with heavier drums and brighter high-end energy, harsh, mashup, electro

[Intro] Hands up Dust in the glow Ash on the tongue Ready for the blow [Verse 1] Bare feet on cracked stone City heat in my throat Red thread on my wrist bone Name burning in the smoke Sitar scream in the back room Old words in a new wound My heart like a war drum Kicks till the walls move [Chorus] Bow down to the neon temple (hey!) Raise that noise to the sky Old chant in an iron echo Flip that prayer till it sparks and bites Bow down to the neon temple (hey!) Sweat runs Pupils go wide Ancient fire in an acid tremor I am the storm I am the rite [Verse 2] Gold paint on cheap glass Mascara and holy ash Rickshaw wheels Midnight dash Every turn another clash Tongue tastes salt and metal Throat rides heat and gravel I breathe in the burning petals Spit out a thousand travels [Chorus] Bow down to the neon temple (hey!) Raise that noise to the sky Old chant in an iron echo Flip that prayer till it sparks and bites Bow down to the neon temple (hey!) Sweat runs Pupils go wide Ancient fire in an acid tremor I am the storm I am the rite [Bridge] Hands in the air like a blessing Face in the dark No guessing You don’t need sleep You need shedding Every old skin Every dead thing [Chorus] Bow down to the neon temple (hey!) Raise that noise to the sky Old chant in an iron echo Flip that prayer till it sparks and bites Bow down to the neon temple (hey!) Sweat runs Pupils go wide Ancient fire in an acid tremor I am the storm I am the rite

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