Raz-de-Sang Espanha

Clin clik clak.

It’s a little messy today,

t'sais? Le goût est

un peu amer... tasting

the sour truth...

Let it all spill out.

It's safe here.

Screaming in the driver's seat,

catching the sovereign glow,

GO!

I was trying so hard

to be the perfect design,

Sourire en plastique,

pretending I was fine!

Un chaos total bubbling up in my brain,

I’m perfectly sovereign, but I'm going insane!

So I'm spilling my guts right out on the floor!

C'est la vraie souveraineté to settle the score!

Sh-sh-shining through the static,

the proxy is cast,

Un triomphe viscéral, we're screaming at last!

No more apologizing for the space that I take,

Feminine and masculine owning every mistake...

VUV...

holding the messy parts...

ZAN...

mending the bleeding hearts...

WE ARE SPILLING IT OUT IN THE MORNING SUN!

WE DON'T HAVE TO BE PERFECT FOR ANYONE!

Dāeris, dāeris, the heavy expectation bends,

Montreal messy sunshine, where the judgment ends!

Meaw meaw meaw,

pure love through the glass,

A SOVEREIGN FRANGLAIS CIPHER

WATCHING SEASONS PASS!

It takes so much energy to keep it all contained.

Sometimes the most sovereign thing you can do is just admit that

you're angry,

or sad,

or completely overwhelmed. C'est le respect total.

GOAHON doesn't demand perfection; it demands truth.

The feminine and masculine are allowed to be loud.

We honor the scream

just as much as we honor the silence.

WE ARE SPILLING THE TRUTH RIGHT INTO THE SUN!

THIS SOVEREIGN REBELLION HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN!

EVERY LITTLE MESS

VALIDATED ON THE GROUND!

Une souveraineté pure that we finally found!

Les cascanueces snap with a pure,

shared rhythm... La géométrie de l'émotion shines through the chaos.

Je suis humaine. We are the family of things.

Et c'est la pure liberté that the honesty brings!

u... 396 Hz the anger is clear.

a... 528 Hz total respect here.

i/e... 963 Hz esprit clair,

shifting the gear. We remain.

Je brille — I shine.