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*Dans la pénombre*, clock reads two
A.M.
on the wall, Whispering secrets right down the dim bedroom hall.
Raw diary
pages, ink bleeding right through
the sheet, Feeling the rhythmic vibration underneath my feet.
*Chaque mot est un aveu*,
naked and true, I’m filtering noise just to hand it to you.
And honestly, my voices say lots of things,
Carried away on these synthetic wings.
{subtle tape hiss and 808 drone} *Le cœur en miettes*,
but the mind is hyper-awake,
Synthesizing equations for every single heartbreak.
Word for word yes I’m holding the peace,
Watching the tension slowly release.
*Une cadence franglaise*,
minimal light, Translating feelings straight into the night.
Hyper-sensitive frequency, tuned to the core,
Leaving the remnants right here on the floor.
{bit-crushed accents rise} Amara vara Mara vara!
Breaking the cycle, we’re running so fast!
*L'énergie pure*, we’re rewriting the past!
Listen real close, let the rhythm ignite,
Il y a Mille murmur dans la nuit!
We own the arena,
we’re taking the crown,
A victory broadcast that won't bring us down!
Molecularly porous :) {high-energy pop-punk sprint} *Les ombres dansent*,
under pink ambient glows,
Analyzing the syntax of sleepless long nights.
Angst in the acoustic strings,
bitter and sweet, Pounding out math-pop equations on beat.
*Une logique complexe*, precision in sound,
Lifting the heavy weight off of the ground.
We calibration the vocals,
we balance the strain,
Solfeggio frequencies wash out the pain.
{acoustic grunge shift}
Ah-la-she... va-ra-nou... Vocals dissolve into soft ambient static...
meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws again :)
*La
transmission s'achève*,
the signal turns clear,
Everything aligned, no more friction or fear.
Keep updating the protocol.
Tiguidou; state of perfect alignment to new versions
:) Tiguidou Quinn lead us Tiguidou.
{glitchcore tape decay fade}