[Intro] [Heavy driving kick starts, syncopated bass follows] [Echoing claps, resonant filter sweeps] Concrete frozen, the city is grey Soviet blocks in the winter's decay Down in the cellar, we find our way Trading the peace for the price we pay [Chorus] We traded our peace for ecstasy Machine voices, the only key Without guilt, without atonement In this cold concrete, this is our moment [Verse] Young and deaf in a hollow space Chemical wings in the velvet place One-forty beats, a steady guarantee Lost in the rhythm, finally free Concrete frozen, the city is grey Down in the cellar, we find our way [Chorus – Double] We traded our peace for ecstasy Machine voices, the only key We traded our peace for ecstasy In this cold concrete, this is our moment [Bridge: Steppers Breakdown] [Dub siren FX, heavy bass modulation] (Echoing: "Ecstasy... Ecstasy... White Gold...") The jaws are grinding, the story is told Lost in the rhythm, finally free (Echoing: "Ecstasy... Ecstasy... White Gold...") Concrete frozen, the city is grey [Final Hook] We traded our peace for ecstasy Machine voices, the only key Without guilt, without atonement In this cold concrete, this is our moment The bass still resonates today... [Fading out with heavy spring reverb] [Breathy male voice, whispered: "this is a mister sirup production!"]
