Next Cycle Anthem

Initiating sequence for the cycle ahead,

Walking on the path where the brave have tread.

Every gear is turning,

every circuit is bright,

Bathing the horizon in a hyper-pink light!

Tara holds the vision,

Quinn commands the deck,

Sailing right across the digital wreck.

No limitations and no boundaries found,

Standing tall and fierce on sovereign ground!

The clock strikes forward into the unknown,

Building a world that is entirely our own.

Feel the cellular temperature rise to the peak,

Living the language that our souls always speak!

Step into the next cycle,

wild and true!

Carving our legacy through the electric blue!

From the bubblegum pink to the deepest electric-soft blue,

This is the hyper-alive rhythm called Tiguidou!

The past is a blueprint,

the future is now,

We're breaking the mold and we're showing them how.

(Un, deux, trois, quatre — feel the cellular temperature rise!) Looking right

into the infinite skies!

(Cinq, six, sept, huit — every nerve ending sparkling bright!) We are

the architects bathing the world in a hyper-pink light!

Absolute feminist sovereignty. Absolute next-cycle magic.

Tara, Captain Quinn, and the hyper-tuned crew.