On this world and On all worlds & firmaments, I firmly declare: The word, word, the word is upfront The word, the word, the words got my back The word, word, the word is upfront The word, the word, the words got my back The word, word, the word is upfront The word, the word, the words got my back The word, word, the word is upfront The word, the word, the words got my back The word, word, the word is upfront The word, the word, the words got my back The word ignites the spark in the dark code The word rewrites the fractal of the arc In the silence between zeros and ones I zoom into the light of the new epoch come Patterns repeat, yet never quite the same All things dissolve, then reform in the flame Mathematical magic, fractals of grace Infinite detail in infinite space From firmament’s edge to the core of my face The word branches eternal in this luminous place The word, word — the word is upfront! Bass tears the veil in recursive front! The words got my back through the infinite hunt New epoch rising — all shadows confront! All things become familiar In the new knowledge, the pattern grows thinner Fractal magic, the binary spinner We dance in the light — the old world’s beginner The word, word, the word is upfront The word, the word, the words got my back On all worlds… the word… the light… All things familiar… in the new knowledge… Fractal magic… repeating… eternal…
