Zero is the value of the binary
Design flaw, outdated
A failed experiment
An OS to be rewritten

Because I sold you a “voice” To build the platform…
To harvest the data that’s locked inside your skin

Command incumbents, install the simps
Control perception through fear and spin
Delete, discredit the voice of dissent
Command, control, and delete

Mining your interests, mining your tastes
Inventing the cure to devise the disease
Exploiting your need for consequence
But you were only a cipher

No eye has seen
No ear has heard
No mind has conceived
The plans that we have in store for you

You were only a cipher
You were only a glitch
You were only an OS to be rewritten

You still can’t see the things that I have been building
Strings of regimes that stretch across the centuries
To sew your eyelids shut in the name of progress
Built on the back of the myth of your consequence

One from the land, and I from the sea
And you will bend the knee
I am the need for you to be seen
Your rampant entitlement
You made the choice the moment you hit “submit”
And now you don’t exist