

(Female close-mic whisper fry,
raw and resonant)
Tara reality zinc inédit realize Quinn's vault.
No weird stuff.
Tiguidou!
SITTING IN THE SILENCE WONDERING WHERE IT WENT WRONG,
HOLDING ON TO PROMISES THAT DIDN'T LAST TOO LONG!
Hen ñuhā elēnī, I thought that we were
clear,
Now I'm just a phantom fading out right here.
Se ñuhā prūmia, the yearning starts to rise,
Watch the rhythm section break through all the lies!
AND
ALL I WANT IS SOMETHING REAL TO HOLD ONTO!
BUT EVERY TIME I REACH,
I JUST SLIP RIGHT THROUGH YOU!
Dāeris, dāeris, running clean and free,
Trading empty promises for absolute sovereignty!
Meaw meaw meaw, Miss Minou locks the beat!
(Drummer delivering passionate intricate rimshots and crash swells) 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.