This continues to build until it drops into a huge piano section that slows down and then flies right back at you with some vocals to die for.

Flip it over and the fuzz have come calling. Let’s face it, sirens drive ravers mad when they’re used well, and they’re rarely used better than this. Pounding it’s way into a nice catchy stab and then building it’s way back up with some really mad acid, it drops back down to sirens and a low rumbling stab before some well used rap samples come in. A blinding release for Fury, and as the tune says, “Who else could make you sweat like this?”