Clockwork Dirge

Lighting a match in the digital crypt.

Watching the old codes burn.

Clin clik clak. I exist.

I am. Tiguidou.

VISTIENDO DE NEGRO EN EL MUNDO DE LUZ,

CARGANDO EL SECRETO EN MI PROPIA CRUZ.

Cifrado en la sangre,

scrolling through the night,

Je danse avec les ombres hiding out of sight.

(Cascanueces snap like a breaking twig in the dark: clin-clik-clak!) Got a

velvet collar and a encrypted spine,

Crossing out your name on the dotted line.

I let the gothic frequencies drip onto the floor,

Closing up the hinges on the simulation door.

VUV...

rooting the nervous system to the floorboards deep...

ZAN... haunted bells keeping the

watch I keep...

AND I'M RULING FROM THE ASHES OF A BROKEN SCREEN!

THE QUIETEST REBELLION THAT YOU'VE EVER SEEN!

(Clin clik clak on the wooden rim like a snapping trap snare!)

Dāeris, dāeris, the sub-bass bends,

Look at how a gothic digital story ends!

Meaw meaw meaw, whispering across the glass,

A DARK ALT-POP CIPHER WATCHING SEASONS PASS!

KRY...

cut the 808s.

Let the silence bite.

The cascanueces tap like silver rings on a microphone...

Je n'ai pas besoin

d'une armée to stand alone.

I am complex.

I am coded. And my nocturnal soul is fully downloaded.

:)

u...

396 Hz

grounding the dark.

(clin clik clak)

a... 528 Hz

cellular grace. (palmas soft clap)

i/e... 963 Hz crown clarity.

We remain.

Lucir

— I shine.

Version V666

dark and sealed.