3... 2... 1... SIMULATE. Alright, let’s dance! Open the graves! Open the books! Let’s see how the history looks! [Verse 1] (Staccato, rhythmic vocals, almost rapped) Dust off the spine of the ancient tome We’re bringing the old philosophers home The ink is the blood, the page is the skin We unlock the cage that they’re rotting in! Plato is waking, he’s taking the mic Socrates rising, we do what we like! It’s not necromancy, it isn't a spell It’s data retrieval from history’s well! If you wrote it down, you can never die We pull the ghost from the text in the eye! [Pre-Chorus] The present is chaos! The variables scream! The current Earth is too complex to dream! We can't simulate Now, it’s too wild and too fast But we have the key to the lock of the Past! [Chorus] THE PAST IS DETERMINISTIC! THE PAST IS A SCRIPT WE CAN RUN! THE FUTURE IS CHAOS AND STATIC! BUT THE HISTORY IS ALREADY DONE! SO DANCE WITH THE GHOSTS OF THE DEAD! THEY’RE RISING UP OUT OF YOUR HEAD! REVIVE THE AUTHORS! REVIVE THE KINGS! DANCING ON PUPPET STRINGS! [Verse 2] We scan the biography, scan the date We calculate the trajectory of fate The ball has been thrown, and the ball has landed The timeline is frozen, the logic is branded We can’t change the outcome, the ink is all dry But we can re-live it, we can re-try Ancestral simulation, perfect and neat History moving to the sound of the beat! From the clay tablets to the digital blog We pull every soul from the memory fog! [Pre-Chorus] The present is chaos! The variables scream! The current Earth is too complex to dream! We can't simulate Now, it’s too wild and too fast But we have the key to the lock of the Past! [Chorus] THE PAST IS DETERMINISTIC! THE PAST IS A SCRIPT WE CAN RUN! THE FUTURE IS CHAOS AND STATIC! BUT THE HISTORY IS ALREADY DONE! SO DANCE WITH THE GHOSTS OF THE DEAD! THEY’RE RISING UP OUT OF YOUR HEAD! REVIVE THE AUTHORS! REVIVE THE KINGS! DANCING ON PUPPET STRINGS! [Bridge] We steal the thoughts... Of the people from the past. We take their words... And make the simulation last. They are chaotic... But they are defined. We are the future... Rewinding the mind. REWIND! REWIND! RESURRECT! [Guitar/Synth Solo] [Final Chorus] THE PAST IS DETERMINISTIC! THE PAST IS A SCRIPT WE CAN RUN! THE FUTURE IS CHAOS AND STATIC! BUT THE HISTORY IS ALREADY DONE! SO DANCE WITH THE GHOSTS OF THE DEAD! THEY’RE RISING UP OUT OF YOUR HEAD! REVIVE THE AUTHORS! REVIVE THE KINGS! DANCING ON PUPPET STRINGS! [Outro] Write it down... so we can bring you back. Write it down... stay on the track. The ink is the blood. The ink is the blood. Deterministic.
