

(Tara reality zinc inédit realize Quinn's vault.
No weird stuff. Tiguidou!)
THE LIGHTS GO DOWN AND THE CROWD DISAPPEARS,
NOW IT'S JUST THE FREQUENCY WASHING AWAY THE YEARS!
Hen ñuhā elēnī, the static starts to clear,
Stepping out the noise and leaving behind the fear.
Se ñuhā prūmia, the tension starts to rise,
Watch the rhythm section ignite the midnight skies!
STEPPING INTO SIX HUNDRED EIGHTEEN,
WE OWN THE DESIGN!
WHEN THE PARTY ENDS,
OUR FREQUENCIES ALIGN! Dāeris,
dāeris, running clean and free,
Burning in the energy of absolute sovereignty!
(Meaw meaw meaw, Miss Minou locks the beat!)
(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.