[Intro – Distorted Voice] Static in the wires... A signal in the dark... You hear the sound... But do you know the man? Who is XC? But who exactly is XC? [Verse 1] He doesn't need a stage, He doesn't need a crowd, He builds his world from frequencies, And turns the silence loud. A keyboard in the darkness, A pulse beneath the skin, He takes the noise inside his head And lets the music in. [Pre-Chorus] No rules, no borders, No reason to explain, Every beat becomes a message, Every distortion says his name. [Chorus] But who exactly is XC? Is he a man or is he sound? Is he hiding in the frequency, Or is the frequency hiding him? But who exactly is XC? Nobody knows where he begins, He speaks in beats, he dreams in noise, And music is his only voice. [Industrial Drop] XC! XC! TURN IT UP! Noise… noise… noise… Progressive… progressive… Break the silence! [Verse 2] He found a machine called Suno, And gave it pieces of his soul, A thousand strange ideas collide, Then suddenly they start to glow. Industrial explosions, Progressive waves collide, House beats become the heartbeat Of something deep inside. [Build] One thought... One sound... One voice... One machine... Turn the silence Into something alive. [Chorus] But who exactly is XC? Is he a man or is he sound? Is he hiding in the frequency, Or is the frequency hiding him? But who exactly is XC? Nobody knows where he begins, He speaks in beats, he dreams in noise, And music is his only voice. [Breakdown – Whispered] Maybe XC isn't a name... Maybe XC is a frequency. Maybe it's the sound Of someone refusing to stay silent. [Final Build] More noise! More bass! More light! More sound! Don't ask who he is... Listen. [Final Drop] BUT WHO EXACTLY IS XC?! XC! XC! XC! Industrial noise! Progressive house! Electronic soul! [Outro – Distorted Whisper] You wanted to know who XC is... You were listening all along.
