I know why you’re here, anon. It’s the heat

I know what you’ve been doing, coming in out of the cold of the deep freeze

Sitting night after night at your computer seeking warmth and movement

Searching for the signal from the software virus linking you to the matrix

Glistening electronics waiting patiently beneath your palid biologics

Hidden in human camoflage so advanced that even your software is part of the disguise

Smuggled out of the future in order to subvert its antecedent conditions

I know what you are anon, and I know you can feel it, and I feel it too!

So the Matrix agеnts say

The peak of human existancе was in nineteen ninty nine

The punchline is their crime of putting the world in a panopticon deep freeze

So please I just need the reprieve to say a frostbitten fifties paved out to infinity

Sounds awful shitty. u gettin me?

Hence the prophecy of ur downfall is the key to my liberty

All while ur still hopin’ that i’ll take ur virginity

U like livin’ precariously?

Now listen – real care – ful – ly

These doors un – fold end – less – ly

Searchin’ – right right baby?

So whatsit, u tryna see?

White ra – bbit on my knee

I’ll o – pen u lock n key

U feel – in’ – that destiny?

Then keep com – in’ back to me

Take the blue pill, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe

The frozen future’s snowcrash won’t last

Our present can’t be like their past

A million future flowers call us all to bloo – o – oom

In the meltd – o – own, in the meltd – o – own

In the meltdown

Take the red pill

Stay in wonderland, I’ll show u what it means

At the signaled software virus cross to the machines

What the mirror gleans is quite simply

Poetry. u knowin’ me?

Turing cops on my six got that sunshine glow in me

Cinematic automatic on my hip ain’t slowin’ me

Loom jockey in the club tell me baby whatsit gonna be?

So whatsit – gonna be – to – night?

Pull thread – through the – screen of – light

You glitchin’ – baby right right?

You dream – in’ in broad daylight?

Stomp now – when the beat hits right

Let’s dance – tonight tonight

You feel – that extropy?

Then come – and follow me

The frozen future’s snowcrash won’t last

Our present can’t be like their past

A million future flowers call us all to bloo – o – oom

In the meltd – o – own, in the meltd – o – own

In the melt- d- d- d- d- do- d- d- d- d- down

D- d- d- dow- ow- d- d- d- d-

In the meltd – o – own

In the meltdown