A platinum trophy on a dead console screen
The absolute ghost of the digital machine
You bought the rare item, you paid for the pass
But dust always settles on digital glass
Spoiler alert
The battery dies
And nobody worships your premium sighs
Carve it in stone, you magnificent clown
Before the whole system is shutting right down
Art is the only infection that lasts
Everything else is just trash from the past
Bleed on the canvas
Spit on the page
Leave a damn scar on the face of this age
Laugh at the artist who's starving to death
While you waste your money and he wastes his breath
But a thousand years later, they dig up the dirt
They won't find the logo you wore on your shirt
They find the carved wood and the metal you bend
While your digital empire comes to an end
So keep buying crypto and flexing the brand
While somebody else leaves a mark on the land
Carve it in stone, you magnificent clown
Before the whole system is shutting right down
Art is the only infection that lasts
Everything else is just trash from the past
Bleed on the canvas
Spit on the page
Leave a damn scar on the face of this age
Your high score is truly inspiring
Future generations will definitely study your browser history
Wait
No, they won't
Make a physical object, you parasite
Or disappear
Tick-tock
Leave a scar
Leave a scar
Or be the dirt