HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN (PSYCHEDELIC FULLON ROCK)

[INTRO — DARK ORGAN, DISTANT WIND, HUGE SPATIAL REVERB] There's an old house in New Orleans They whisper: Rising Sun Many broken hearts have passed through there And I became one [VERSE — DEEP PULSE, MALE VOCAL, HYPNOTIC BASS] My mother made her living sewing With silver needles in her hands My father chased his luck with cards In the streets of New Orleans [BREAK — DRUMS VANISH, INTIMATE VOCAL, LONG ECHO] Oh mother, speak to your children Tell them where this road can lead Years of sorrow, sin and hunger Grow from every reckless deed [BUILD — ACID RISE, TRIBAL PERCUSSION, MASSIVE STEREO EXPANSION] I walked into the darkness I thought I could control But the Rising Sun was waiting To swallow up my soul [DROP — MASSIVE FULLON TECHNO] RISING SUN! CALLING ME! RISING SUN! SET ME FREE! [OUTRO — ORGAN AND VOCAL ECHO] New Orleans fades behind me... But the Rising Sun remains...