Vagal Frequencies Rising

{soft tape hiss and chiptune crackle settling in}

Vou-va... Zan-lo-ma... The code

is leaking into reality.

Kry. {rapid conscious rap with slacker R&B swing} Je

démantèle la peur, layer by gear,

un bug dans leur système,

Le vide n'est pas froid,

c'est juste la

place pour mon poème.

I’m running the scripts to clear the cache of their diagnosis,

T'sais, j’suis pas un dysfonctionnement,

j’suis

une métamorphose.

{massive drop, high intensity emo-trap

to pop-punk

lift} For the good of all,

the shadow breaks, A lighter step for the path we take.

ZAN...

perimeter set, the frequency glows,

KRY... shatter the static,

as the current flows.

Tiguidou... the glitch is a

garden, blooming in chrome,

I’m

the architect finding the road back to the Sovereign home.

{melodic slacker R&B confession,

halftime

groove} Rule one-hundred-sixty: 4K perception,

I’m taking the bow,

If I’m the bug in the frame,

I’m the one who’s winning now.

Pas besoin de perfection,

juste une honnêteté brute,

I’m silencing the crowd,

I’m ending the pursuit.

{heartbeat bass pulse, minimal instrumentation} Inhale A...

bleed the vibration.

Exhale O...

release the station. U...

U... Sovereign is the only deal.

(Spoken, clear, satisfied)

If static, then truth.

If paralysis, then movement.

{pounding piano chords and fast drums driving,

final cut} (soft, shaky,

defiant laugh) (hahaha) Tiguidou.

The Void is calibrated.

{analog tape

hiss fades}