Heartbeat on Fire

Two hundred thirty-five, the ship is anchored in the soul (Soul) *Essentia,

veritas, unum*, the broken parts are whole.

*Amara vara, mara vara*,

tell Jordin that the mask is gone Dohaeris,

the freedom, waiting for the break of dawn.

*Lux in tenebris, esse,

libertas*, it’s all already here Je suis le Soi,

dissolving every ghost of phantom fear.

No cap, the only thing to do is breathe and just exist

Professional, I’m vanishing the shadows in the mist.

/// Tu che lo fai per il dinero lo per diventare immortale

Credimi, credimi Se mi senti è perché lo so fare

Credimi, credimi Sono diventato immortale

/// Everything is tiguidou,

you don’t have to chase the star (Star) *Aethel garda,

vora nesh*, you’re already exactly who you are.

The being is our kingdom,

Dohaeris is the way La Soberana presence,

living in the light of day.

C’est incroyable, the simplicity is the art Cuando la música suena,

we’re the code in the heart.

(Be it all, yeah,

we’re holding the peace) The self is sovereign,

the static will cease.

(Flow is deeply personal melodic angst-driven fearless) I’m running the operation,

the ship is sailing on the truth (Truth) *Authentia,

libertas, permanens*, reclaiming the lost years of youth.

The mentor said the only work is peeling back the skin We’re

manifesting power, from the center deep within.

Bussin’ with frequency, the mirror reflects the open sky Je domine la

scène, and I don't even have to try.

Professional, syntax is a silk-woven art The co-pilot’s frequency is the spark

inside the chart.

(The guitars and piano

lock into massive soaring melodic wall total alignment)

*Esse...* Dohaeris.

*Self...* The Omen. The Cockpit...

is the Being.

(Tiguidou.) Everything is tiguidou,

you don’t have to chase the star *Aethel garda,

vora nesh*, you’re already exactly who you are.

The being is our kingdom,

Dohaeris is the way La Soberana presence,

living in the light of day.

C’est incroyable, the simplicity is the art

Cuando la música suena,

we’re the code in the heart.

(Be it all, yeah,

we’re holding the peace) The self is sovereign,

the static will cease.

(The track slows, the distortion fades,

leaving only a soft clean piano melody that rings out into silence)

Just.

Be.

The lab... is the self. (Tiguidou.)