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Reflects the complex hybrid dialect now
Detect the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting pot of a super futuresque style
The combination of a vocal caress
With lungs that gasp for breath from emotional stress
With special effects and a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage
It's going down
The logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey, now
It's going down
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the 10th degree
It's going down, nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record grave
It's going down
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the 10th degree
It's going down, nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record grave
It's going down