Children Of Drums - Wildstylez

These are the new mystics

The new misfits

Truth on their lips

Like they just kissed it

Eyes open wide so they don’t miss it

The future is wild and our style is running it

These are the new mystics

The new misfits

Fist raised in praise of existence

Children of drums

Driven by bass kicks

Watching the sunset

Burn down the matrix

And our style is running it

Eyes open wide so they don’t miss it

The future is wild and our style is running it

These are the new mystics

The new misfits

Truth on their lips

Like they just kissed it

Eyes open wide so they don’t miss it

The future is wild and our style is running it

And our style is running it