If 't be true i w're the Gold, i wouldst bethink m're Euclidian
smileth at thy no-more-brain-than-stone technicals, ev'r did fail to f'resee
and to thy crashing digitals, unfold'd truest Decree
bid bank'rs the Indian, alloweth the Scarlet followeth me
if 't be true i w're the Gold, wouldst showeth nay sweaty haste 'r greed,
as the only surviv'r of Eons
wouldst artistically hadst exhibiteth
the P'rfect Et'rnal Symmetry
smileth at thy no-more-brain-than-stone technicals, ev'r did fail to f'resee
and to thy crashing digitals, unfold'd truest Decree
bid bank'rs the Indian, alloweth the Scarlet followeth me
if 't be true i w're the Gold, wouldst showeth nay sweaty haste 'r greed,
as the only surviv'r of Eons
wouldst artistically hadst exhibiteth
the P'rfect Et'rnal Symmetry
