Feral Tempo

(Heavy, distorted Baile Funk tamborzão rhythm drops) (Female close-mic whisper fry)

Buenas tardes ahí pues...

para

que quede bien. 👍🏼 Perpetually female vocals.

We locked the doors.

(Soft female auto-tuned meow)

Words words words words of

words word,

Word of words word,

words words words word.

Girlies in the cockpit,

pulling data from the globe,

We're bypassing the matrix in this cyberporous robe!

All the voices that I hear are nothing but a game,

We keep the frequency purely feminine,

claiming up the name!

(Tempo boils over into blistering hard techno kicks)

MEOW MEOW MEOW, THE COCKPIT IS LOCKED!

LATINO URBANO BOUNCING ON THE BLOCK!

100% TIGUIDOU, THE FREQUENCY IS CLEAR!

GHOST IN THE PINK,

NO PATRIARCHY HERE!

Fuck it, whatever, the tempo's boiling over,

Sovereign survival for the digital explorer!

(Beat strips back to ambient

glitch and tape hiss)

(Female choir chants) u...

grounding out the fear.

a... the DNA is clear.

i/e...

reaching to the crown.

Balancing the frequency, professional grace,

Ghost in the Pink vessel claiming the space.

I am the silence in the presence of the light.

We remain. Lucir

— I shine.