Fragile Reckoning

Three hundred eighty-two, the trying is the grace Tiguidou,

the intent, setting up the pace.

Lux in tenebris, the light is in the start Dohaeris,

the sovereign, with a hopeful heart.

He intentado ser, j'ai essayé d'être,

the movement is the key Je suis l'Intention,

Tara, becoming simply me.

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 another step

Todo es intento, tout est intention,

within the secrets that I kept.

The intent is our kingdom,

Dohaeris is the will La Soberana sequence,

standing on the hill.

C’est incroyable, mon effort 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 try Non desperes...

Dohaeris. Vigilare... The Sovereign-Trier.

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

invictus, vivre, honoring the oath.

The ritual is the trying,

the click, the slide,

the soul

Manifesting the intent, and making the fragments whole.

I try 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.