somnambulistic while remaining blameless encompassing sounds from the devil s playlist technics would call me a turntable sadist leave your head feelin all cumulus nimbus beatmix your soul till you re cross and faded lost in the breakdown to feel less jaded you spin the tune backwards to hear what was said voodoo grooves that will raise the dead crawl into your brain then i cut and paste making beats from your nightmares then we ll turn them into breaks we ll make the bassline oscillate as we fuel it with your anger and inject your hate we ll extract the essence of the grimace on your face give it low end theory to make it sub bass so we leave and by weird example i ll pillage your village then loop it as a sample play back your life in a tune you ll all be affected cause no one s immune we re motherfuckin twisted distort the frequency