

(Female close-mic whisper fry over crisp snare rimshots)
Tara reality sync active.
Run the math equation.
Tiguidou!
WRITING OUT THE NUMBERS ON A DUSTY WINDOWPANE,
TRYING TO FIND A FORMULA TO KEEP ME FROM GOING INSANE!
Hen ñuhā elēnī, the variables don't align,
Adding up your promises and subtracting all my time!
Se ñuhā prūmia, the math ain't adding up today,
Watch the drummer blow the
whole equation away!
YOU
PLUS ME SHOULD EQUAL LOVE BUT IT'S A GLITCH IN THE CODE!
BURNING DOWN THE STATIC AS THE DRUMBEAT EXPLOADS!
Dāeris, dāeris, running clean and free,
Solving for the future in pure sovereignty!
Meaw meaw meaw,
Miss Minou locks the key!
(Drummer delivering blistering snare flams and kick work) u...
396 Hz grounding.
a... 528 Hz healing.
i/e... 963 Hz light.
I am the silence in the presence of the light.
We remain.
Lucir
— I shine.