Through riffs of steel, Metallic screams,A thrashing pulse in electric dreams,Like miners forging blocks in time,Their rhythm cuts through dust and grime.

Satoshi’s ghost, a phantom king,With Hetfield’s growl, the anthems ring,No masters here, no central throne,Just code and chords in freedom’s tone.

The blockchain hums, a blackened beat,Where “Enter Sandman” and crypto meet,A fortune forged in night’s embrace,A headbang to the market’s race.

So ride the lightning, stake your claim,In Bitcoin’s wild, untamed domain,Metallica’s fire fuels the fight,For wealth and power, day or night.