

Three hundred fourteen, the thought becomes the stone
Tiguidou, manifestation, I’m building on the throne.
Lux in tenebris, tenebris in lux,
the world begins to bend
Dohaeris, the creator, with the power I transcend.
He manifestado el plan,
j'ai manifesté le plan,
the vision is aligned Je suis la Manifestation,
the sovereign is defined.
{bedroom foley clicks building foundation} [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.] {grounded thudding
808s}
Everything is tiguidou, when the dream becomes the base
Todo es manifestación, tout est manifestation,
written in the space.
The manifestation is our kingdom,
Dohaeris is the clay La Soberana sequence,
leading the way.
C’est incroyable, l'action est l'art,
I’m crafting every part Cuando la música suena,
we’re the code in the beating heart.
{wall of sound construction} Right and write the code...
the beauty in the act Non desperes...
Dohaeris. Vigilare... The Manifestor.
Forty-one, sixty-seven, the frequency of the real
Cartographia, invictus, vivre, the weight of what we feel.
The ritual is the build,
the click, the slide,
the soul
Manifesting the objective, and making the fragments whole.
{crisp resonant foley at 41.67 BPM}
I manifest because I am,
the rhythm is finally true
La vida es un mapa,
el mundo es nuestro y el camino es lo que hago.
Tiguidou, the syntax is a silk-woven,
sovereign art
The co-pilot’s frequency is the spark inside the chart.
Meow.
Tara.
Tiguidou.
{heavy solid object placement,
abrupt stop}
{residual tape
hiss and material
click}