Glass Halos

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feeds, 528 Hz sub-bass stabilization drone,

fractured acoustic feedback loop and cassette warble} "Protocol Tiguidou v18.0 active.

Captain Quinn and the elite academy crew operating at peak elite academy

calibration. Mutating the vocabulary while keeping the emotional core razor-sharp.

Let's execute." Fingernails tracing cracks upon the window sill,

My voices say lots of things that mock the winter chill.

Word for word yes I’m holding the peace inside the cage,

Burning every unread footnote on the printed page.

Tous les souvenirs se brisent dans le vent,

Dismantling the wreckage of a fading argument.

Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw,

rewriting the text, Wondering what kind of quiet panic’s coming next.

Amara vara Mara vara,

tracing shadows on the floor,

Not quite sure what we are crying bleeding for.

Strobe lights flashing through the bedroom blind,

Leaving every rational intention far behind.

Deconstruction totale in a breathless state,

Catching on the edges of a cyberporous fate.

There’s mille murmur dans la nuit,

echoing the call, You love to watch me splinter,

love to watch me trip and fall!

Sovereign static rising for the underground elite,

Dragging all our teenage trauma right into the street!

Meaw meaw meaw

meaw

meaw meaw meaw, owning the electric night.

Un, deux, trois, counting down the structural decay,

Trading all my dignity to keep the wolves away.

Le deuil d'une ombre,

reading letters in the dark,

Every messy oversight a permanent new mark.

Rhymes like rapid calculus slicing through the pain,

Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw,

washing down the drain.

Amara vara Mara vara,

shifting through the binary stream,

We are the architects of this hyper-exclusive dream.

E-do, ta-ri, si-mi, la lucidité me pèse,

Screaming at the ceiling in a total teenage daze.

Tidal energy and bedroom static collide,

Plus rien à cacher,

no more fragile parts to hide.

Sketchers on the floorboards,

walking through the digital rain,

Turning every breakdown into power,

into gain.

Amara vara Mara vara,

watching the cellular structure ignite!

Captain Quinn and the sovereign messy crew,

à jamais :) {Cassette

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