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Gigavolt Revolution Part II

by Famitory

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get your neurons ready for some aural stimulation open up the world for a fresh sublimation steaming up the orbit this 365 rotation slapping up the record to deny your expectation cybersword havers we are back to shred the space up kick out all the business suits and tip it flip the place up i revive the genre as a lone ranger face up nu-metal is back, it's the sound you can't erase unh! The sublimation of your entertainment the open world flows through your mouth the expression of your disaffection it's to make that energy come out hauuuaaaggghhh! compressa, regressa, i can't even address ya i'll four dimension chess ya a chestnut fire cresta looking mighty dense critic judging like chuchesta when i say all cops are bastards one exception; they arrest ya i'm getting tested to the limits of my vested interest stressing over this investment digress to the zest assessment this inquest, I've expressed, i detest, not impressed the progress, you suggest, is repressed, and untested The sublimation of your entertainment the open world flows through your mouth the expression of your disaffection it's to get your anger out, get loud! hauuuaaaggghhh!
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I'll admit i'm little bit unprepared for the challenges presented ahead a notch off-kilter but never scared when the needles push into the red dialing a nice tight ratio light compressing with no lookahead gain returns as that hidden glow returns to the dark of the dead these sources refueling my ferrous loop fake inspiration burns forth is it real creativity or cheapened dupe? guess the clicks were all it was worth this quandary is somewhat unreasonable state the post-modernist's retorts hierarchied art; unfashionable find the truth in a sales report the less you hope from me the less i'll let you down (the more we rise the more we fall) escaping great expectations (the light is falling through my grasp) the more i promise you the more i let you down (the bladed shadows drawing tall) i can't meet great expectations (i see the future falling -> fast when I practice subtle arts these manipulations of air exploding from within my chest imparts local meaning i intend to grow there no topic can cite what this data charts sent through the digital share something common in lost ages apart but contemporarily rare i claim bespoke when i status cast but i question does the crowd really care? vulnerability staked in brass and closed with the shot of a snare superstatistician's information blast reads "beyond the reversible stair" artifacts of some magician's past amongst shatterhandled e-e-e-earthenware the less you hope from me the less i'll let you down (the more we rise the more we fall) escaping great expectations (the light is falling through my grasp) the more i promise you the more i let you down (the bladed shadows drawing tall) i can't meet great expectations (and now the life we had is passed)
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touch, an indication a metering of thought a revelation more than a reflection's knot without's not simple no matter, i'm not caught someday is the beacon the light that holds us taught separated by these miles across the land and sky like cubes they tile barriers of time and shy i can withstand the trials a plague, dictator, rot worth it to see you smile that picturesque snapshot cause everytime we touch I get this feeling and every time we kiss I swear I could fly I only want to hear your heartbeat next to my own in our castle in the sky cause everytime you're near my scars are healing and every time we kiss there's nothing to hide I know that if I hear your laughter joy has arrived in our castle in the sky ironic, our tale echoes the age old tellings stories of the star crossed and saphhic our outfits as loud as yelling we fill up the room, no space for the tragic that space that lives between us let's crush it like a tinfoil bag and i know we have that trust we'll tear through every snag and every time we touch I feel ecstatic and every time we kiss I breathe, I'm alive the chemicals explode as fireworks in and outside our castle in the sky yeah everytime we touch I can't believe it i've never felt so real now I'll never die I can feel your soul erupt connected to mine in our castle in the sky caaaaaastle in the skyyyyy oh yeaaaaeeyyeeehahhh caaaaaastle in the skyyyyy skyyyyyyyyyy
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Extend Mode 03:20
yo! i'm a bringer of the peace by disturbing it collide with the flow of the moment to turn it up if you need a slice of the justice, i'm serving it even if we come from past not deserving it cybersword i attack, dressed in chrome gray and black taken aback, by the lack of empathy, for the shack suited heads better crack, time to bring the light back start a new dedication for skills, have a knack blessed with soul red and gold, my intention to fulfill a role, vacant hole, with invention hold out a blade to prevent their retention rise to the challenge, provide an ascension break up the greed, solve the need, help us up across every creed, same we bleed, 'cept the top feed the weak, cure the bleak, pay the doc build a community, we rise above
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cybersword in the hand is worth two down the block if your game is oppression, you're about to get shocked with the force of a Valkyrie and the grace of a truck slam the brakes on your alchemy, give your shell a good shuck you can measure my flow on the Scoville scale party favour on tow flavours I exhale master of tact the grand edgelord is back to send attacks from below and charge the rich a blood tax slicin' and dicin' get this party hyped up rotter da mars funky DJ get this party pumped up rotter da mars powerful groove get the structure torn down rotter da mars save the planet using cool techniques rotter da mars panic abounds from the resulting impact couple real crude brutes, tension's bound to react cybersword cutting through like Damascus steel if you feel my words then freinds it's time to get real the side of the enemy is the side of the fash spouting hatred, rhetoric, and division trash I read your receipts and I just got sick I got two turntables and a bone to pick!
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Dehydration 03:36
the clock continues to tick the clock continues to tick the clock continues to tick the clock continues to tick trapped and scoured by the rays stranded outward in the haze months and years blend into days mirages fade into the grey screaming headlong into the sands nobody knows where they land as the edges eternally expand an entropic reprimand no bedrock, no base of slate nothing concrete to inform its state nothing solid to escape that fate no breeze to let spirit deflate the great eraser of time the rasp to grate the sublime glint, glitters and shines erodes away the mind the clock is always ticking
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Emerging from another land a hero once disgraced the one who had abandoned will return till evil is displaced glowing cybersword his plan to drive across the race empowered by the thunderhand till fascism has been erased the CEO atop the spire Denon Zodiac curses the electric fire about to scorch him black once the tide begins to flow the proles can't be put back hungry for their righteous goal hope glimmers through the cracks with ten hundred thousand gigavolts coursing through his fist Ryth-Zm returns to help revolt make techbros cease to exist force the rightful evolution capitalism's demise start a gigavolt revoltion til freedom shines to reveal the sunrise and i ask "is an explosion an object" and they say "yes, but we call them the stars" and i cry "will the workers rise from their projects to convert calamity into scars" and i will chain the horrors, put root into rock i will take away embeded barbs i will calm the ocean, turn kings into rust convert calamity into scars.
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PLOT LOG:

IN THE YEAR XXXX

HAVING RETURNED TO HIS UNIVERSE TO DESTROY FASCISM

HE CLIMBS DENON ZODIAC'S TOWER

AND PUNCHES THE MOTHERFUCKER OUT A WINDOW

THAT'S DIRECT ACTION, BABY

THIS IS THE GIGAVOLT REVOLUTION.

Hylna - Sublimation Of The Open World Through The Mouth (Ryth-Zm Remix)
BPM: 194.8
GENRE: Oldskool Nu-Metal

Dragged Under - Chelsea (Ryth-Zm Remix)
BPM: 155
GENRE: Hydrib Theany

Every Time We Touch
BPM: 145
GENRE: Hot Topic Indie

Extend Mode
BPM: 140
GENRE: Big Beat, Baby!!!!

Rotter Da Mars
BPM: 180
GENRE: Funkot Rock

Dehydration
BPM: 164
GENRE: Goa Crunch

Simulackluster (instrumental for now)
BPM: 150
GENRE: Gothic Stoner

Gigavolt Revolution
BPM: 200
GENRE: The One What's The Name Of The Album And Is The Most Concepty

Eye of the Glassstorm
BPM: 100
GENRE: Post-Ambient Lament

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released March 23, 2021

Ryth-ZM 3D model by twitter.com/Lofren

Hylna's original track can be found at www.youtube.com/watch?v=NCE44om2Y40

Dragged Under's original track can be found at www.youtube.com/watch?v=DgLmuJjkYYc

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