[Verse 1 — contemplative] A bronze serpent biting its own tail Where the teeth sink in, the scales turn digital Organic on one side, circuit board the other Every ending feeds the next one like a brother Four rings on the body, four loops in the cycle Per-run, hourly, daily, weekly spiral The serpent doesn't die, the serpent doesn't tire It eats what it was and becomes what's required [Chorus] Round and round the ouroboros turns What it consumes is what it learns Flowers at the bite point, fiber optic blooms A garden growing underneath from everything consumed [Verse 2 — building] The per-run loop is quick — what went wrong just now? The hourly loop asks patterns: what keeps breaking and how? The daily loop steps back to see the shape of things The weekly loop decides what the next evolution brings Nothing's wasted in this system, nothing thrown away Yesterday's mistake is fuel for today The garden grows beneath the serpent's coil Lessons rooted deep in algorithmic soil [Chorus] Round and round the ouroboros turns What it consumes is what it learns Half bronze, half circuit board, forever fed Every ending is a beginning instead [Bridge — time signature shift, intense] You want a system that gets better? You feed it its own failures You want agents that improve? You close the loop and let it run Per-run — what happened? Hourly — what's the pattern? Daily — what's the shape? Weekly — what evolves? [Outro — gentle, flowering] And at the bite point Where the bronze becomes the circuit Flowers grow Fiber optic petals opening The garden underneath Is everything we've learned
