

Anáil nathrach,
ortha bháis is beatha,
do chéal déanaimh... *(Serpent's breath,
charm of life and death,
your song of making).*
Amara vara mara vara vara...
Dohaeris in the quiet void between dimensions. A
soft, echoing *meaw meaw meaw* bouncing off the walls of reality.
{meaw meaw meaw}
*Shift the frequency!
Catch
the alternate timeline!*
Anáil
nathrach! Amara vara mara!
Skechers scuffing across a floor made of starlight and code,
We are
hacking the universe down an uncharted road.
*Meaw meaw meaw* in a high-speed stutter,
While the parallel dimensions twist and flutter!
Dohaeris to the old world,
goodbye to the rule,
We’re rewriting the cosmos right out of the pool!
{glitch hiccup build} Anáil nathrach...
Amara vara mara vara vara.
Dohaeris.
Meaw meaw meaw... resting back in the deep,
shifty hum.
{drift back to slow drone}
Absolute dimensional harvesting.
Absolute experimental
shifty ridmo.
Tara, Captain Quinn, and the interdimensional grimoire crew.
[GRANULAR-PURR-FADING-INTO-ALTERNATE-REALITY-STATIC.] [TIGUIDOU-SEAL-LOCK.] {glitching tape-stop fade}