art is the spark

( the start )

two neurons firing In the dark 

( that electric ark )

you be the hammer and ill be the anvil 

I’ll be the lighter and you be the candle 

And where is god 

in the Web3 machine

is he block or chain

( code or context )

the ghost in this shell game?

Come at me ( hack me )

crack my head like an egg

feast on this buffet

take it like a rake to the face 

the coming of the age 

We called you Tomorrow

and said you will be our future

this is how everything will change