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Hex

by DEAD LIGHTS

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Hex 04:48
HEX I want you to confess. One truth to second guess. Don’t use pretext, Abuse or waste your breath. In your eyes I’m prey. A prize shaped in clay. By your hands, in your way. It dies, or it obeys. Hex, You put a curse on my head, Hex, You’ll get what’s coming next. There’s no exit, no way out. Throw your hex. You’ll get what’s coming next. Throw your words and stones. Head first in the unknown. It’s a curse to be alone In the dirt, soon you’ll know. Descend. Descend. It’s come to this, sweet decay. The abyss of this sick charade. I’ve no place upon this stage. Fade with grace… Another day, another page, It’s okay to be afraid, Hex. There’s no exit, no way out, Throw your hex, you’ll get what’s coming next. Throw your hex, You’ll get what’s coming next.
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ICE QUEEN This dream is rotten, Something best forgotten. Ill gains are gotten. You wouldn’t want to know where she got them. Are you one that runs? You don’t make sense to me. You’re not under the gun. You’re far too clean to be. Hail the Ice Queen, she stepped right out of a dream. One that’s dark and obscene. Hail the Ice Queen, she falls apart at the seams. We’re all just sinking ships at sea. This won’t end well. It’s time you fell with me. And that time will tell If your pretty face is going to hell. Hail the Ice Queen, she stepped right out of a dream. One that’s dark and obscene. Hail the Ice Queen, she falls apart at the seams. We’re all just sinking ships at sea.
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FORMAT THE WORLD We’re numb, the curve’s begun. Become, zeros and ones. Reject heaven’s design. Upend and upload the minds eye. Set free, transcend biology. Dead meat, the limit of humanity. We won’t need eyes to see When we become the singularity. It’s the one true prophecy. I have no mouth but I must scream. Format the world, format the world. Now there’s one true God to see. I am the ghost in the machine. Format the world, format the world. One race, plugged in and critical. One face, debugged and digital. Old flesh, transferred to binary. Compressed and lost in the valley. Praise be, the new dawn, a new day. Phase three, silicone DNA. One mind, the perfect entity. Devine, beyond God, entirely. It’s the one true prophecy, I have no mouth but I must scream. Format the world, format the world. Now there’s one true God to see, I am the ghost in the machine. Format the world, format the world. Format the world! Format the world! I can feel my blood turn to mercury, My mind into binary, We transcend humanity, To become the singularity, Zeros and ones. The species expands. The end of man. By our own hand. Transcend. Become one. The end of man… It’s the one true prophecy, I have no mouth but I must scream. Format the world, format the world. Now there’s one true God to see, I am the ghost in the machine. Format the world, format the world. Format the world! Format the world!

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"A visceral rush of sensual intrigue and dangerous excitement that propels you straight to a dark, tranced-out dance floor dystopia." WhiteLight/WhiteHeat (UK)

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released December 18, 2020

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DEAD LIGHTS London, UK

DEAD LIGHTS fuel their dark alternative electronic dance sound with punk energy and catchy lyricism. Founded in 2020, DEAD LIGHTS create their own personal blend of monumental synth bass lines and gritty sounds, elaborate vocal arrangements and brutal, dance-orientated beats. ... more

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