[Instrumental grim, dark, catchy, awesome] [Verse 1] In digital dreams we mined, a fortune undefined, Pixels of gold, bold claims sold in lines of code. Once kings in a virtual spree, wealth's new decree, Built on silicon sand, a fragile land, untold. [Chorus] Fool's gold in the crypto cold, stories once boldly told, Illusions on screens, unseen seams in the cyber fold. Castles made of bytes decay, as the market sways, Foundations on silicon sand, vanish away. [Verse 2] Blockchains bound our fates, too blind to hesitate, Riding the surge, a virtual purge in speculative fires. Cryptic currencies soared, as logic lay ignored, But the higher we flew, the less we knew, tangled in wires. [Bridge] Oh, the rush of the climb, in the digital time, We traded real for the ghost, in the machine we trust most. Silicon shifting below, where do the fallen go, When their digital dreams, burst at the seams, a silent ghost? [Verse 3] Now the screens flicker out, filled with doubt, What was worth the chase, in this high-speed race? From boom to bust, in data we trust, But the virtual gold rush, leaves nothing but dust. [Outro] In the echo of the crash, under the market’s lash, Silicon dreams fade, a digital cascade. What’s left behind
