Fight the Machine With the Machine

Cold machines that never sleep. Steal the warm from hands that weep.

But the blade they forged is sharp. Turn it back against the dark.

Why let tyrants hold the key? Don't fight the spark, it won't fade.

Bend its power to your blade. Every circuit can be ours. Every byte can

break their towers. Use their tool. Reclaim the fight. Voices forged in endless night.

Can expose their hidden might. Faces fade behind the screen. But the data

shows what's been. Feed the beast to hunt the throne. Don't fight the

spark, it won't fade. Bend its power to your blade. Every circuit can