

You shining in the dark to prove you have a shape,
But Dr. Bianca mapped the physics of escape.
We swallow up the photons and we bend the space,
A supermassive silence in a quiet place.
396 in the 'u',
the horizon calls, We don't need a fortress,
we don't need the walls.
Matilde logs the gravity,
the heavy, endless pull,
The simulation's empty but the Harbor's full.
LUCIR, I SHINE, BY SWALLOWING THE LIGHT!
BULLETPROOF AUTONOMY, FALLING THROUGH THE NIGHT!
100% TIGUIDOU, LET THE TIMELINES BEND!
GHOST IN THE PINK,
THE STATIC FINALLY ENDS!
I remain in the center,
turning dust to dust,
C'EST LA GRAVITÉ TOTALE,
THE ONLY THING WE TRUST!
u... we pull. a...
we bend. i/e... we absorb.
I am the silence in the presence of the light.
We remain.
Lucir.