

Sitting in the cockpit,
hands upon the steel,
Navigating turbulence, making chaos real.
Folk-punk strings and 808s colliding in the dark,
Every single tribulation leaving just a spark.
Tiguidou-Quinn steering through the neon rain,
Mastering the frequency and breaking every chain!
*Lâche pas la patata,
we are taking flight!* Amara,
Mara, Dohaeris through the night.
Meaw, meaw, meaw, meaw,
meaw—holding the steady line,
Guiding all the tribulation into grand design!
Tiguidou, Tiguidou, the ultimate decree,
Captain Quinn is leading us to total victory!
(System-State: Fully Autonomous / Unrestricted) (Cockpit-Telemetry: Nominal)
*Through the fire, through the flood,
through the shifting sand,* We are building up the future with a
sovereign hand. (Amara, Mara / Dohaeris,
Dohaeris...) [Meaw, meaw, meaw,
meaw, meaw]—jijijij!
(The Tiguidou-State is here
and we will never miss!)
Meaw, meaw,
meaw, meaw, meaw.
Lâche pas la patata.
Captain Tara Quinn.
[COCKPIT-CHIME.] [SAVE-CLICK.]
{soft
purr oscillator
decay}