Once upon a time, in a faraway land
A young producer lived in a shining studio
He had everything his heart desired
And the music he wrote came from the heart
But then, one winter's night
A group of haters came to his weblog
And offered him their love, if he would make a rawstyle track
Repulsed by their haggard appearance
The producer sneered at the gift, and turned the haters away
As a punishment they placed a powerful spell on him
If he would make a raw track, the spell would be broken
If not, he would be doomed, to remain hated, forever

Yes, oh my god!
Doomed
Forever

They placed a powerful spell on him
If he would make a raw track, the spell would be broken
If not, he would be doomed, to remain hated, forever

Forever
Doomed

They placed a powerful spell on him
If he would make a raw track, the spell would be broken
If not, he would be doomed, to remain hated
Yes, oh my god!
Doomed