

(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.