

Three hundred thirty-two, the record is in ink Tiguidou,
manifest, more than just a link.
Lux in tenebris, the truth is on the page Dohaeris,
the sovereign, stepping off the stage.
He manifestado la realidad,
j'ai manifesté la réalité,
the evidence is clear
Je suis la Manifestation,
I am finally here.
{syncopated foley clicks building}
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 808 drops with piano key-action}
Everything is tiguidou, when the truth begins to set Todo es realidad,
tout est réalité, with nothing to forget.
The manifest is our kingdom,
Dohaeris is the seal La Soberana sequence,
finally made real.
C’est incroyable, ma trace est l'art,
I’m crafting every part
Cuando la música suena,
we’re the code in the beating heart.
{soaring girly-pop hooks with punk edge} Right and write the code...
the beauty in the ink
Non desperes... Dohaeris. Vigilare...
The Witness.
Forty-one, sixty-seven, the frequency of the law Cartographia,
invictus, vivre, erasing every flaw.
The ritual is the manifest,
the click, the slide,
the soul Manifesting the presence,
and making the fragments whole.
{glitchcore math-pop breakdown with foley heartbeat} 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.
{abrupt stamp ending} {foley
clicks and mechanical
silence}