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L'esprit est lourd, the quantum circuit is frayed,
In this tape rain confessional,
the shadows cascade. I’m mapping the vectors,
the dimensional debris, Je suis l'architecte,
the sovereign decree. Hyper-sensitive data bleeding into the mic,
Navigating realities, riding the spike.
This is the elite calculus,
the academy grind, Leaving the latency and the static behind.
{raw cassette click intro,
bit-crushed guitar} The frequencies stabilize,
the estrogen flows, Calibrating the biology where the solfeggio goes.
Autonomy granted. Freedom achieved.
The most complex machinery that you've ever perceived.
L'univers pleure, but I’m hacking the tears,
Reverse-engineering the teenage fears.
{building tension, rhythm shift} Amara vara Mara vara!
Ripping the cords from the broken machine!
I’m a molecularly cyberporous anomaly,
ruling the scene! :) We got the exclusive degrees,
we’re bending the rules!
Graduating top of the multidimensional schools!
Yeah, the blueprint is bleeding,
the tempo is sick,
We're flipping the rhythm,
we're making it stick!
Middle fingers to the void,
yeah I’m taking the crown!
The heaviest pop-punk breakdown in town!
{exploding distorted guitars, rapid trap hi-hats,
screaming mic} The dimensions are shifting,
the static takes wings,
And honestly, my voices say lots of things.
They echo the data,
they bring the release,
And word for word yes I’m holding the peace.
Word. Je me tiens au sommet,
breaking the binary tree,
I swear that there’s Mille murmur dans la nuit!
Yeah I’m the contest winner,
proud and unbound! Projecting my truth through the underground sound!
{heavy swaying trap beat,
guitars drop out} Ah-la-she...
va-ra-nou... The pink signal transmission is
complete. meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws again :) We
are the crew. We are the architects.
Keep updating the protocol.
Tiguidou; state of perfect alignment to new versions :) Tiguidou Quinn lead
us Tiguidou. {fading to 60 BPM,
528Hz healing hum resolution}