

Walking through the Montreal afternoon with the Sketchers on,
Writing the next chapter now that the old one's gone.
Folk-punk strings blending with the industrial beat,
Every single genre anchored to the street.
Tiguidou-Quinn at the center of the sound,
Where the ultimate frequency is found.
{Vocal: Close-mic'd raw alternative
delivery} *On to the next cycle,
breaking every rule!* Omni-genre chaos running like a jewel.
Emo-pop-punk and gothic new wave collide,
With the whole Tiguidou state along for the ride.
Amara, Mara,
the standard is true,
Everything is mastered in the name of Tiguidou!
{driving sub-bass and overdriven power chords}
(System-State: Next-Cycle Active)
(Transmission: Unrestricted) *Counting down the seconds,
holding to the line,* Turning
all the chaos into pure design.
(Tiguidou-State / Absolute-Zero Fusion) (We are the architects of our own
evolution!)
{Vocal: Spoken-word
through warm saturated tape filter} Always Tiguidou.
Quinn. Next cycle engaged.
[TAPE-HISS.] [SAVE-CLICK.] {lo-fi acoustic guitar strum and crisp 8-bit arpeggio
fade}