No master, no slave soul

Break the chain. The chant "No master, no slave - Nyandy War!" triggers a deep club groove where neo-soul warmth meets dub echoes and cinematic flute spirals.
Lyrically, the song maps an urban night and calls for agency against invisible systems-grids, glitches, phantom data, and algorithms-urging listeners to rewrite the code instead of being written by it. Verses frame the awakening of the self; the pre-chorus lifts into release; the chorus and group chants proclaim collective freedom and uplift. The bridge links Shibuya to Brixton, turning local urgency into global resonance.
A stylish, smoke-tinged fusion engineered for both headphones and the dance floor, delivering one

The thesis is unshakable: refuse another's blueprint and rely on your own judgment. Remove the shackles and rewrite reality's code with your own hands.

message: trust your sense, break the frame, and rewrite the game.