In circuits deep, like rivers run,Bitcoin flows for everyone.A matrix hums, its code unbound,A digital hymn on sacred ground.

The Chosen One, a shadowed gleam,Awakens life within the dream.To stack sats high, a rebel’s creed,Breaking chains of want and need.

Through tangled webs, the truth takes flight,A gleaming coin in endless night.The system bends, the future calls,Freedom rises, as fiat falls.