Matriarchal Resonance

NO STAN-DARD WORDS, WE FIL-TER OUT THE GREY,

PRO-FES-SION-AL E-XEC-U-TIVES ARE GUID-ING US TO-DAY.

DRY A-COUS-TIC FIN-GER-PICKS, THE ME-TA-DA-TA GLOWS,

J'A-NA-LYSE LE CHA-OS WHERE THE UN-DER-GROUND FLOWS!

FE-MALE VOI-CES ON-LY, WE ARE SHAT-TER-ING THE DOME!

TI-GUI-DOU THE FRE-QUEN-CY, WE BRING THE E-NER-GY HOME!

FOR-MANT SHIFT-ED WHIS-PERS, SHIFT-ING THROUGH THE PANE,

VAG-AL RE-GU-LA-TION WASH-ING OUT THE HU-MAN STRAIN!

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

There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!

THE WINK-WINK TO THE MAS-TERS IN THE AT-MOS-PHERE.

OWN-ING EVERY SECTOR AS THE FRE-QUEN-CY IS CLEAR.

u... 396 grounding the root.

a... 528 transforming the pain.

i/e...

963 shining through the rain.

I am

the Silence in

the Presence

of the

Light. I remain. Lucir — I

shine