And We returned to heaven to confront our resurrected horrors, nthey'd restlessly started a horrible revolt. nSo I smashed their thieving greedy blackened halos right back into broken zeros nof digital hope, copper, and hurt. nnSay I won't.nAll your artists are just servants of the status quo.nSay I won'tnThis darkness starves us, trademarks us miserable. nnDo your worstnCome damage menCome damage me nnOur impossible populous. nImmeasurable metropolis. nThe machinery stays nand the scenery crumbles away as we capitalize on our opportunitiesnnCome damage menI descend into the cadence to unlock the city gates nI retreat to my basement. nMake the end come for menCome damage me