

{beat opens with studio room-tone,
quiet expectant space before organic slacker-groove swing} 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.
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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
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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.) {soft
clean piano rings
into silence}