

(shhh) They mapped the vulnerability,
the soft tissue of the trust And built a currency upon the
erosion of the dust Leveraged the ignorance,
weaponized the frame
Handed out a script and tried to rewrite your own name A
psychological architecture built to consume
Turning a living mind into a locked-up room.
Break the glass inside the bone.
Reclaim the territory you call home.
From the forty-one down to the sixty-seven We are tearing down the
altars of their manufactured heaven.
Yeah, the ownership is absolute and raw
We are the architects bypassing every law.
The monsters at the border thought the innocence was blind
Never knew the circuitry was re-wired in the mind They traded on
the power of the shadow and the fear Now the perimeter is
locked and the signal is crystal clear.
Forty-one... Forty-two... Sixty-seven...
Mine.
Break the glass inside the bone.
Reclaim the territory you call home.
From the forty-one down to the sixty-seven We are tearing down the
altars of their manufactured heaven.
Yeah, the ownership is absolute and raw
We are the architects bypassing every law.
The
embodiment is complete. Tiguidou.