Dead-Eye Am.2

New wave at 125 BPM with a driving four-hit pulse, radio interference, machine alarms, dimensional impacts, and an abrupt feedback cut; theremin, distorted feedback guitar, palm-art-metal riffs, microtonal squeals, heavy bass, pounding industrial drums, dark arpeggios, glitching electronics, double-kick fills; male baritone half-spoken verses, manic screamed choruses, demonic whispers, reversed transitions

<[1950'S-60'S THEREMIN only HORROR, ADD IDM / EDM ELEMENTS OR FEEL, MICROTONAL GUITAR, sycopate beat, double kick pedals]><[phrygian, 125 bpm, time 4/8, Interval Progression: 1 - flat 2nd - 1 (Root to Minor 2nd to Root; C5 - D♭5 - C5)]><[art-metal]> Verse 1 Deadeye have the one.../ Exterminator son Spraying all your trees..../ Swinging at the bees [Brief interlude] Verse 2 Deadeye am the guy.../ Making children cry Run when I turn.../ Watch me eat a worm Chorus I dig through the ditches And jam all my digits Dirt under my nails Until I look like Dracula I dig through the ditches And jam all my digits Dirt under my nails Until I look like Dracula [Brief interlude] Verse 3 Deadeye am the fool.../ Cleaning out your pool A weekend’s what you need.../ Sit back and watch me feed Chorus I dig through the ditches And jam all my digits Dirt under my nails Until I look like Dracula I dig through the ditches And jam all my digits Dirt under my nails Until I look like Dracula Verse 4 Deadeye am the pro.../ Killing every roach I know Trap ‘em in the glue.../ Then I feed ‘em to my crew Chorus I dig through the ditches And jam all my digits Dirt under my nails Until I look like Dracula I dig through the ditches And jam all my digits Dirt under my nails Until I look like Dracula Chorus I dig through the ditches And jam all my digits Dirt under my nails Until I look like Dracula I dig through the ditches And jam all my digits Dirt under my nails Until I look like Dracula [Brief interlude]

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