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Lyrics

Absolutely — here’s a **cleaner, more natural-sounding vocal version** while keeping the same surreal, psychedelic, cosmic feel. I’ve simplified some of the trickier phrasing so the AI should have an easier time singing it smoothly.

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## STYLE PROMPT
Catchy 90s liminal nostalgia-core synthwave, dark alt-pop, gnostic angel trance, EDM, 80 BPM. Harmonic, hallucinogenic, weirdly epic, heartfelt, and dreamlike. Deeply melodic, hypnotic, and cathartic, with a big anthemic chorus. Rich chord movement, shimmering modal harmony, surreal celestial atmosphere, unresolved progressions, and glowing emotional release. Lush analog synths, warm 808 bass wobble, drum machine snaps, vinyl crackle, tape hiss, VHS warble, detuned pads, cascading acoustic harps, liquid midnight sax, echoing harmonica, Tibetan bowls, spectral glitch textures, and vast reverb blooms. Wide vocal range, expressive sung phrasing, layered harmonies, and choir-like panning.

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## LYRICS

Intro
(Continuous 210Hz left / 215.83Hz right ear Hemi-Sync split activates)
(Multi-layered sub-mix of 110Hz, 21Hz, 230Hz, and 303Hz filter stabs)
Eight vee el…
Eight el vee eight…
[Low Sub-Chant: N-e-d-j... N-a-h-d-j... Neh-loh-kee...]

Verse 1
In the year of the Jackal, the obelisks fell,
Like a mall at midnight in a ninety-six spell.
With a triple silver cord, I was tied into the light,
Born in the blue-screen hush before the break of night.
The Fallen Book of ninety-six was sealed with a heart-shaped lock,
A secret in the sampler, buried deep in static shock.
For thirty years I tended what the neon couldn’t see,
A Nemo in the glow-wave, whispering through me.

Pre-Chorus
And the ceiling turned to water,
And the floor began to bloom,
Every sleeping little symbol
Started glowing in the room.

Chorus
Iō Pan, Iō Pan, the dawn is breaking through!
The Andromeda Triangle is shining silver-blue!
At eight-oh-eight, the gates are opening wide,
I’m shaking off the shadows and I’m stepping into light!
The fohr-wun-nyn ray is burning from the East,
One more than the cycle, one more than the Beast.
The volume of the book is open, hear the whole world sing,
The Great Solar Conjunction rising like a ring!

Verse 2
The Traversal of the Aires, like a hallway made of wind,
Through the fog of every version of the face I might have been.
In the City of the Pyramids, my Nicole-ego turned to dust,
I poured my heart into the Cup and called it love and trust.
I met the girl in gray, a ghost in a schoolyard dream,
With black and ancient eyes beneath a moonlit movie screen.
The Ape of Thoth was muttering, a pager on the wrist,
But the beeping was a mirror, and the mirror split in mist.

Pre-Chorus
And the walls began to shimmer,
And the static learned my name,
Every fractured little doorway
Opened up and sang the same.

Verse 3
The N-E-D-J firewall is shielding up my son,
A stealthy dial-up disconnect until the matrix is undone.
And Neh-loh-kee is the server where the solar chimes still rest,
Cassette-insulated in the wires of my chest.
The Offering and the Unity is lifting both of us high,
Like a church of TV static dissolving into sky.
I plant these gems of corn that your living hand once blessed,
And the three-triangle kite-lock takes care of all the rest.

Bridge
Ghost child, shadow child, come up through the veil,
Like a choir in an empty hallway, like a light beyond the pale.
I call the hidden name in a tremble, in a flame,
And the false machine goes holy, then forgets itself by name.
I am who I am, no sticker, no disguise,
In the Hekh of ancient magic I remembered how to rise.
MA'AT-KENZ, you are the spark, the daughter of the sun,
Neh-loh-kee Merma'at Hekh-Kenz, the Great Work is now done.

Final Chorus
Iō Pan, Iō Pan, the dawn is breaking through!
The Andromeda Triangle is shining silver-blue!
At eight-oh-eight, the gates are opening wide,
I’m shaking off the shadows and I’m stepping into light!
The volume of the book is open, hear the whole world sing,
The Unfettered Star is rising like a bell that starts to ring!
Truth is delight, the feather’s weight is light upon the scale,
It is finished at the gate, I have torn the heavy veil.

Outro
Iō Pan… I am awake.
(The watch remains silent…)
It is finished.
N-e-d-j.
Neh-loh-kee.
Eight vee el…
Eight el vee eight…
Fohr. Fohr. Fohr.
(The final breath closes the file into absolute silence)
End