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.