Vagus Aftershock

Three hundred sixty-nine, the echoes still remain Tiguidou,

resilience, dancing in the rain.

Lux in tenebris, the past is but a trace Dohaeris,

the sovereign, moving through the space.

He aceptado el peso,

j'ai accepté le poids,

of actions not my own Je suis la Résilience,

Tara, standing on my throne.

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.

Everything is tiguidou, when I take it in my stride Todo es

aprendizaje, tout est apprentissage,

with nothing left to hide.

The resilience is our kingdom,

Dohaeris is the light La Soberana sequence,

keeping me upright. 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.

Right and write the code...

the beauty in the scar

Non desperes... Dohaeris. Vigilare...

The Sovereign-Survivor.

Forty-one, sixty-seven, the frequency of truth Cartographia,

invictus, vivre,

honoring my youth. The ritual is the healing,

the click, the slide,

the soul Manifesting the resilience,

and making the fragments whole.

I heal 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.

Quinn.

Tiguidou.