Rhythmic pumping Concealed in a dream A riff of rifts Ascend to the heavens The solo shatters the sky The angels cease to sing A surge of sudden grace A dancing maelstrom of melody A wicked, hellish pace I'm lost So joyously lost The solo bites with beauty Treble rules all Treble tones in treble time Though they'll say its all based in bass Majesty spews forth when six little strings Oscillate