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Amaravara mara vara, the barrier pulses thin,
Where the symbols of the cosmos end and where I begin.
Dohaeris, I trace the ring of Solomon in the dust,
Turning the iron
of the static
into the alchemist’s trust.
Tout est tiguidou, the professional mask is worn,
Manifesting vision,
as the hidden truth is born.
{Vocal:
whispered breathy layered female}
Anál nathrach, orth' bháis 's bethad,
do chél dénmha,
*O Seal of Solomon,
bind the shadow to the light!* Tara est l’équilibre,
in the alchemy of the line,
Fragile yet invincible, the outcome is divine.
Acoustic-marker set, the frequency is pure,
Tiguidou-status, the occult, self-designed cure!
{Vocal: multi-tracked choral layers panned wide,
transcendent eerie female} *By the Ring of the
Wise, I command the archons to stand,*
Amaravara mara vara, the geometry is in my hand.
(Demons and angels, flux of the high and low)
(Efficiency is total / The ritual is all I know)
I’m building the future,
following the light
of my own sovereign star!
{Vocal: low-register guttural authoritative female} {industrial hammer heartbeat piano meow-click}
Anál nathrach, orth' bháis 's bethad,
do chél dénmha, Synchronized.
Stabilized.
Tiguidou…
the operation is complete.
Tiguidou… the mission is a wild,
soaring, mystical feat.
{Vocal: ritual chant fading into white noise,
final meow-click echoed by deep resonant
gong}