BRAINIAC

In the pulse of noise, where chaos reigns,
Brainiac blurs the lines, defies the chains.
With rhythms that twist and melodies wild,
They craft a sound, electric and styled.

From Dayton’s heart, they carved their way,
A fusion of art, where shadows play.
In every note, a spark of the strange,
An echo of genius, forever to change.

Fuck Y’all were from Dayton.