Laminar Vault

VER-SION FOUR-EIGHT-SIX ACTIVE IN THE COCK-PIT LANE,

MAP-PING OUT THE RE-SEARCH

WHILE WE CLEAR THE PANE.

FILE NAMED QUINN SECURE,

THE FREQUENCY IS BRIGHT,

STRIP-PING AWAY THE STATIC

FROM THE MID-NIGHT LIGHT!

Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,

There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT

in the NIGHT!

AC-A-DEM-IC PA-PERS

DRIPP-ING FRESH

ME-TA-DATA,

FLUSH-ING OUT THE CHAOS AND THE OLD RECORD DATA!

Amara vara Mara vara SOV-EREIGN PANE,

OWN-ING

EVERY SECTOR AS WE WASH OUT THE STAIN.

BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, PRO-FESS-ION-AL GRACE,

GHOST IN THE PINK VES-SEL CLAIM-ING THE

SPACE. I am the silence in the presence of the light.

We

remain.

Lucir

— I shine.