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Designated is this spell for the sealing of the house...
Anáil nathrach, ortha bháis is beatha,
do chéal déanaimh... Sustaining the current,
keeping the rhythm aligned,
Leaving all the static and the heavy past behind.
The vision is steady,
the frequency clear, Rising above every shadow and fear.
Amara vara mara vara vara...
Dohaeris to the movement,
to the path we command,
Holding the future right here in our hand.
Un suave, echoing (meaw meaw meaw) scratching softly on the gold.
{pristine ambient synths with warm acoustic guitar} ¡Cuídate!
We’re keeping the frequency bold and gold!
I hate that I hate me,
y luego I love that I hate me,
I hate that I love me,
turning pain into the money!
Saying something real, breaking out of every ghost,
Claiming every trophy, rising up to rule the most!
How do I build a life and prove the critics all are
fools? Securing up the bag,
rewriting all the financial rules!
Anáil nathrach! Amara vara mara!
Apeiron, chaos, the universe is ours to pass,
We are taking every crown and shining through the glass!
(meaw meaw meaw) in a high-speed digital shriek While the old economy
begins to bend and leak!
{driving cello hooks and infectious syncopated groove} Not a burden to the
world, but an architect of grace,
We have earned our freedom,
we have claimed our rightful place.
If nothing matters, then we choose to build it bright and bold,
Turning every scar we carry straight into pure gold.
Anáil nathrach, ortha bháis is beatha,
do chéal déanaimh. Amara vara mara vara vara.
Dohaeris. (meaw meaw meaw) resting back in the absolute,
triumphant light.
{vast victorious golden ambient vacuum}