Broken Halo

System status: Tiguidou, looping.

The resonance is locked.

Lead us forward, Captain Quinn.

O-ra, ki-ne, su-mi, da-vo,

lu-ti, pa, Ghost in the pink neon,

mapping out the digital scar.

Static bleeding through the monitors at two a.m.,

Building up the infrastructure,

writing out the gem.

*808 sub-harmonics shaking up the wooden floor,* Locking down the frequency and

walking through the door.

Strobe lights flashing on the kinetic grid,

Carrying the volume where the secrets hid.

Oh, you're tracking vectors where the metrics bleed?

Calibrating frequency to match the heavy speed.

Es-mi, ta-vo, si-la, mo-ri,

ka-tu, du, Sovereign static rising for the vanguard crew!

*Welcome to the apex where the sorrow meets the crown,* We're loud,

we're proud, and we're tearing this grid down.

Glitched-out vocals mixed with heavy distortion's bite,

We own the velocity inside the electric night.

Se-ka, vo-li, tu-ma, me-di,

sa-pi, vu,

Polaroids and cassette tapes scattered on the rug.

Restless architecture building up the sovereign space,

Staring down the mirror with an unbending face.

Rhymes like rapid bullets hitting targets in the dark,

Leaving permanent impressions, burning every mark.

E-do, ta-ri, si-mi, nu-pa,

du-le, po,

Breaking down the ceiling of the old vertigo.

Tidal energy and analog warmth collide,

Nowhere left to hide from the current inside.

Sandals on the pavement,

running through the rain,

Turning every scar into a hyper-calculated chain.

Om-lu,

ta-ri, si-na, mi-vo, ke-la,

du, Sovereign static rising for the vanguard crew!

*Welcome to the apex where the sorrow meets the crown,* We're loud,

we're proud, and we're tearing this grid down.

Glitched-out vocals mixed with heavy distortion's bite,

We own the velocity inside the electric night.

(System-State: Elite / Transcendent Calibration) *Alpha to omega,

frequency to grid,* Executing architectures they swore we never did!

(Se-ka, mi-ni, ti-ra / Om-ni,

da-va, c'est parti!) Watching the cellular structure ignite!

I-ra, ke-su, mo-na, ma-ni,

adieu. Captain Quinn and the sovereign crew.