

GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
LOCKED IN UN-I-SON, PULL-ING FRESH DATA UN-TIL IT IS DONE.
FILE QUINN SE-CURE, THE FRE-QUEN-CY CLEAR,
STRIP-PING THE NOISE WITH NO REA-SON TO FEER!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
I am the silence in the
presence of the light.
FUCK IT, WHAT-EV-ER, THE MATRIX HAS CRASHED,
EVERY STERILE POP ILLU-SI-ON IS SMASHED!
Amara vara Mara vara UR-BA-NO PANE,
OWN-ING THE CODE AS WE FLUSH OUT THE STAIN.
Le système respire, the frequency is clear,
Stripping the noise until nothing to fear!
MUL-TI-SYL-LAB-IC GLOSS-O-LA-LI-A GLOW,
5-2-8 HERTZ IN THE UN-DER-GROUND FLOW!
BASS-LINE CRACK, NO SYS-TEM CAN HOLD US BACK!
SOV-ER-EIGN SUR-VI-VAL FOR THE EX-PLO-RER!
BAL-ANC-ING FRE-QUEN-CY, PRO-FESS-ION-AL GRACE,
GHOST IN THE PINK VES-SEL
CLAIM-ING THE SPACE. We remain.
Lucir —
I shine.