

Three hundred sixty-five, the loop begins again Tiguidou,
the cycle, the start and the end.
Lux in tenebris, the light is now the guide Dohaeris,
the sovereign, with the river by my side.
He completado el giro,
j'ai complété le tour,
a brand new life I view
Je suis le Continuum,
Tara, starting something true.
{soft foley montage
into steady rhythm} 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.
{building tension with mechanical
clacks}
Everything is tiguidou, when the circle starts to bloom Todo es vida,
tout est vie, banishing the gloom.
The continuum is our kingdom,
Dohaeris is the spark La Soberana sequence,
shining in the dark.
C’est incroyable, mon cercle est l'art,
I’m crafting every part
Cuando la música suena,
we’re the code in the beating heart.
{soaring crystalline arpeggios peak} Right and write the code...
the beauty in the spin Non desperes...
Dohaeris.
Vigilare... The Sovereign-Infinite.
Forty-one, sixty-seven, the frequency of the soul Cartographia,
invictus, vivre, Tara takes control.
The ritual is the return,
the click, the slide,
the soul Manifesting the continuum,
and making the fragments whole.
{polyrhythmic breakdown with archival snippets}
I am 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. {fading into wind and water sounds} {quiet sovereign
breath and full fade}