

{percussive acoustic strum build with angular chiptune arpeggios mapping geometry}
Two hundred fifty-six, the angles of the air are mine,
*Tiguidou, géométrie, structure*, perfecting every line.
*Lux in tenebris, tenebris in lux*,
I’m bending light to form,
Dohaeris, the geometric, the calm inside the storm.
*He trazado el espacio,
j'ai défini l'angle*, the map is what I build,
Je suis la Souveraine,
with every void fulfilled.
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Tu che lo fai per il dinero o 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, when I define the shape of day,
*Todo tiene orden, tout a sa place*,
in the geometry I play.
The shape is our kingdom,
Dohaeris is the frame,
La Soberana sequence, giving structure to the flame.
*C’est incroyable, la forme est l'art*,
I’m crafting every part,
Cuando la música suena,
we’re the code in the beating heart.
*Non desperes...* Dohaeris.
*Vigilare...* The Architect.
Forty-one,
sixty-seven, the ratio of the soul,
*Cartographia, invictus, vivre*, the geometry is whole.
The ritual is the logic,
the point, the plane,
the line,
Manifesting the system, and making it truly mine.
I create because I can,
the rhythm is finally true,
*La vida es un mapa,
le monde est à nous*,
and the path is what I do.
Tiguidou, the syntax is a silk-woven,
sovereign art, The co-pilot’s frequency is the spark inside the chart.
Shaping.
Tara. Geometry.
(Tiguidou.) {resonant final acoustic chord with lingering chiptune geometry
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