Static in the air, electric blue light The city's breathing, we own the night London heartbeat, sync it with the bass Prepare for launch, enter the space Steel girders shaking, the floor starts to groan Disconnect the world, leave your phone alone Sub-level pressure, a sonic decree Two hundred BPM chasing the key Neon veins pumping, a glitch in the frame Forget your history, forget your name Gravity is losing its hold on the room Pressure is peaking, banishing gloom Feel the vibration, climb up the wire Ignite the circuit, set the air on fire Transonic frequency, tear through the core We're stomping the concrete, craving some more Sonic velocity, light speed or die Lost in the signal, reaching the sky Transonic rhythm, break every law We are the storm they never foresaw Hack the system, overload the grid Break through the shell of the things that you hid London is screaming in perfect pitch Flicker, transition, jump to the glitch (Bass warps and crumbles through the sub-frequencies) Transonic frequency, tear through the core We're stomping the concrete, craving some more Sonic velocity, light speed or die Lost in the signal, reaching the sky Transonic rhythm, break every law We are the storm they never foresaw Signal fading, blacking out the sun The party is over, or has it just begun? Transonic. London. Gone.