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{sweeping cinematic strings
intro with nylon-string flamenco flourish} {crunching punk guitars build} Stitching together the
velvet and the razor wire,
Walking through the city with a quiet,
burning fire. Nylon strings snapping to a distorted power chord,
Carrying the banner as the sovereign crew's accord.
No apologies for living loud and moving fast,
Building up a future that is built to last.
They want a script,
they want a tidy little rule,
We skipped the class and we burned down the school!
Swear it's chaotic, but the rhythm is precise,
Rolling the dice twice.
*Live every second like the universe is yours alone!* Carve out your
path and build your own throne.
C'est magnifique when the contrasting worlds collide,
With Captain Tara Quinn right by our side.
From the flamenco heat to the punk-rock blue,
This is the blueprint of a life called Tiguidou!
Yeah, we bite back hard and we keep it real,
With an unyielding heart and an iron-clad seal!
Absolute sovereignty. Absolute autonomy.
Captain Tara Quinn and the crew.
{symphonic strings meet punk crash} {tiguidou
seal lock}