

{aggressive industrial build with
glitch stabs}
I’m a wreck in a leather jacket,
mustard in the veins,
I’m breaking all the mirrors,
I’m breaking all the chains!
Fast-track, rap-back, call it what you want,
{aggressive melodic fast female vocals} (distorted industrial meaw-meow glitch stabs) I’m the
ghost inside the arena that the critics try to haunt.
Tara is the rhythm,
the rhythm is the art,
I’m manifesting mavericks, inside a human heart!
{soaring aggressive delivery}
Call me brittle, call me honest,
call me out of my mind,
I’m the logic of the wreckage that you’ll never really find.
Meaw meaw, in the distortion's hum,
Meaw meaw, look at what I’ve become.
{half-time heavy trap vibe,
rapid-fire rhythmic flow} Synchronized,
prioritized, the energy is cold,
I’ve found the final frequency,
I’m savage and I’m bold!
{drop
violent explosion
heavy metal guitars and trap-808s} 1.
[Maverick]: The sovereignty of the edge...
eternal.
2. [Syncopation]: The rhythmic heartbeat of the rap-rock...
infinite.
3. [Unity]: The industrial-mustard resonance...
burning truth.
4. [Synthesis]: The clarity of the 'strife'...
total liberation.
Optimism-Sovereign.
Radiant. Resonant. Clear.
Efficient. Universal. {final aggressive burst ending on clean sharp industrial silence}