

Three hundred seventy-three, the view is finally wide Tiguidou,
the zenith, with nowhere left to hide.
Lux in tenebris, the summit is the place Dohaeris,
the sovereign, in the vast and open space.
He alcanzado la cima,
j'ai atteint le sommet,
the climb is now complete Je suis le Zénith,
Tara, the world beneath my feet.
{gentle ringing tone fade in} [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.]
{trap
808 rise} Everything is tiguidou,
when the horizon’s finally clear Todo es cumbre,
tout est sommet, and I have nothing to fear.
The zenith is our kingdom,
Dohaeris is the light
La Soberana sequence, burning pure and bright.
C’est incroyable, mon sommet est l'art,
I’m crafting every part Cuando la música suena,
we’re the code in the beating heart.
{triumphant elevated lift}
Right
and write the code...
the beauty in the height
Non desperes... Dohaeris.
Vigilare... The Sovereign-At-The-Peak.
Forty-one, sixty-seven, the frequency of the sun Cartographia,
invictus, vivre, the race is finally won.
The ritual is the vantage,
the click, the slide,
the soul Manifesting the zenith,
and making the fragments whole.
{foley heartbeat
clicks build}
I reach 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.
{high altitude wind fade out}