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Behold, the original sounds of the project
The founders of the project
Each sun claims it's shell
The raiders of the sun in music we trust
In another time, in a distant land
Generations after the beginning
Of dance music there came into existence a
Dark age of tyranny
As each style adapted it's
Own rules for survival
An evil despot brought to power a congress
To enforce his "Laws and Obligations"
And armed a deadly militia to
Destroy the producers who were
Trying to establish a more
Tolerant hard dance scene
Now in a time of conflict and rebellion
Two individuals unite as fearless survivors
Who are destined to become project One
Behold, the original sounds of the project