

Instruction one: find the 2 AM ground Strip all the echoes,
let the silence be found
(Sharp intake of breath) Keep it dry,
keep it raw, keep the pink light steady When the grid starts
to flicker, you’re already ready
88 beats, the cadence of the soul Mathematician knows how to keep
the control {whispered dry intimate vocal}
This is the Tigidou,
the way that we live
Taking the pressure,
with plenty to give
A ghost in the pink,
with a heart made of wire
Turning the static
to a cleansing fire
Syncopated breath, let the frequency land
Life is the logic in the palm of my hand {sharp
rhythmic commands}
Vex sets the texture,
Quinn guides the flow
Dr. Gabriel tells you
exactly where to go
Don’t fear the dissonance,
lean into the snap
It’s just a new layer
in the electro-trap
Human and fragile, yet precisely aligned
Building the peace
in the back of the mind
{rhythmic calibration commands}
Whisper... calibrate... 88
Tigidou living, we seal the fate
(Fade out: Pure 432hz grounding frequency)
{fade to pure tone}