

(Tara reality zinc
inédit realize Quinn's vault.
No weird stuff. Tiguidou!)
LYING IN THE FREEZING DRIFTS AND WATCHING CITIES BURN,
FEELING ALL THE PAIN OF EVERY LESSON I HAD TO LEARN!
Hen ñuhā elēnī, the static starts to clear,
Stripping off the numbness and leaving behind the fear.
Se ñuhā prūmia, the tension starts to rise,
Watch the rhythm section ignite the midnight skies!
I'M MAKING SNOW ANGELS IN THE COLD HARSH DUST OF IT ALL!
RISING FROM THE ASHES AFTER TAKING THE CRASH AND FALL!
Dāeris, dāeris, running clean and free,
Burning in the energy of absolute sovereignty!
Meaw meaw
meaw, Miss Minou locks the beat!
(u...) (a...) (i/e...) I am the silence in the presence of the
light.
We remain.
Lucir — I shine.