

Three hundred twenty-two, the truth is the sound Tiguidou,
feminine power, firmly on the ground.
Lux in tenebris, tenebris in lux,
I’m the light in the frame Dohaeris,
the sovereign, and I don’t need the name.
He definido el ser,
j'ai défini mon être,
in every note I play Je suis la Souveraine,
watching the shadows decay.
{declarative synth declaration, high-tactility foley intro}
[Tu che lo fai per il dinero
o per diventare immortale,
Credimi, credimi, Se mi senti è perché lo so fare,
Credimi, credimi, Sono
diventata immortale.] {heavy clipping trap 808s,
resonant vocal delivery} Everything is tiguidou,
when I walk in the light Todo es feminidad,
tout est féminité, shining so bright.
The resonance is our kingdom,
Dohaeris is the vow La Soberana sequence,
existing only in the now.
C’est incroyable, ma force est l'art,
I’m crafting every part Cuando la música suena,
we’re the code in the beating heart.
{aggressive punk chords meet shimmering pop,
radiant self-definition}
Right and write the code...
the beauty in the core
Non desperes... Dohaeris.
Vigilare...
The Sovereign Woman. Forty-one,
sixty-seven, the frequency of the real Cartographia,
invictus, vivre, it’s all that I feel.
The ritual is the being,
the click, the slide,
the soul Manifesting the truth,
and making the fragments whole.
{rhythmic foley mouse-clicks at 41.67 BPM,
precise elegant
grounding} I resonate 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. {sustained beautiful chord fade,
gentle confident silence}