

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}