Sovereign Grind
Five hundred twenty-eight, the wolves are at the door,
Dueña del ciclo, wanting more and more.
Le travail ne finit pas,
les saisons vont et viennent,
"Double-faced", vivo la mia vita,
supero le pene. Circulus aeternus.
I am the cycle,
the fire, the lover,
the bite, Dueña del giro,
moving through the night.
On, and on, and on,
la boucle est mon trône,
"Rip to pieces", sono fatta di ossa e di chrome.
Perpetuum mobile.
No cap, it’s the work,
the wake up, the spin,
Reclamando mi fuerza, under all my skin.
C’est pas du brain rot,
c’est le rythme de l’âme,
I’m 4K cyclic, sovereign,
inside of the flame.
Labor et vita.
It ate, the stagnation—no crumbs of the slow,
Soy la soberana, watching the cycle grow.
Je suis la souveraine qui danse dans le feu,
And that’s the real vibe,
the cycle of the few.
Ignis et rota.
I am the cycle,
the fire, the lover,
the bite, Dueña del giro,
moving through the night.
On, and on, and on,
la boucle est mon trône,
"Rip to pieces", sono fatta di ossa e di chrome.
Perpetuum mobile.
100% Tiguidou.
Work all day,
and then I wake up.
Ciclo.
Cycle.
Circulus.
Tiguidou.