06-Frequency dominion

Something is waking beneath the floor, A pulse we have never heard before. The lights move slowly across the haze, Counting the seconds until we blaze. Breath by breath,let the pressure climb, Heart by heart,we synchronize. No looking back when the signal calls, Tonight we are breaking through every wall. Higher... Higher... Hold the fire... One crowd. Four worlds. One frequency. Three... Two... Ignite. We come alive when the skyline shakes, We are the light that the darkness makes. Hands in the air,let the heavens know, We own the night when the bass drops low! Alive! Alive! Let the whole world collide! Alive! Alive! Feel the thunder inside! Higher,higher,fire,fire, Take the signal even higher! Higher,higher,fire,fire, We are one electric empire! Draw the bow across the night, Wake the strings with sharpened light. Every shadow knows my name, Every note becomes a flame. Blackened silk and violet skies, Ancient storms behind my eyes. Hear the wooden body cry, Let the violin multiply. Pull the strings. Open the gate. Let darkness dance At a merciless pace. Dance with the blade of the midnight sound, Spin till the stars come crashing down. Violins burn while the kick drums bite, Darkness was born to dance tonight! Faster! Deeper! Under the spell! Faster! Deeper! Ring every bell! One key... One breath... One road through the noise. The piano starts alone, Then I give the rhythm a voice. I came from the rooms where the speakers were cracked, Built an empire of sound with the weight on my back. Every rhythm I studied,every pattern I bent, Every failure became another weapon I spent. Now the piano is running,the tempo is hunting, The kick keeps punching,the pressure keeps coming. I carve through the measures with surgical timing, Climbing through chords while the whole room is rising. No copy,no shadow,no borrowed design, I fracture the grid then rebuild every line. From classical keys to electronic rage, I turn every genre to a piece of the stage. Quick with the syllables,clean with the breath, Racing the metronome,cheating its death. Left hand thunder,right hand rain, Every black-and-white key carries part of my name. I do not follow where the current may go, I redirect rivers whenever they flow. Mastermind rhythm with a dangerous aim, Put four worlds together and ignite one flame! Piano,rhythm,vinyl and strings, Watch what controlled collision brings. Faster now,the final door, Give me one sound they cannot ignore! From the mountain to the sky, Hear the ancient breath arise. From the root beneath the stone, Call the wandering spirits home. Piano ready. Violins ready. Turntables ready. Bring the panflute. One breath! One beat! One world beneath our feet! One flame! One night! Now release the final light! LET THE PANFLUTE PIERCE THE SKY! LET THE VINYL SPARKS COLLIDE! LET THE VIOLINS RUN WILD! WAKE THE ANCIENT,WAKE THE CHILD! Higher! Higher! Every soul becomes the choir! Faster! Louder! Raise the final tower! Four worlds! One sound! Turn the whole creation round! Four worlds! One flame! Master Music Media! When styles collide, A new world begins.