(or...Decrypting the Universe)
Crashing and burning
Death all around
Cursing and screaming
Men on the ground
How the hell did this happen?
Who is to blame?
No time for such questions.
Get in the game.
High-tech weapons
strapped to our chest
Digital armor
worn like a vest
Only the elite
need show up to this game
No script kiddies
Only the famed
How do we recover?
can we get them back?
should've planned better
encryption attack!
backups are broken
more men are crying
reporters are calling
we are all dying
But in the dearth
a glimmering light
one bit is safe
from the other bits' plight
We take it and nurse it
and give it great care
We keep it alive
and build out from there
one bit is healthy
7 more make a byte
10,000 men working
6 days and nights
Scrimping and cobbling
with all of our might
Soon we have cold-boot
Getting ready to fight
Two more machines
and we have a domain
We soon own infrastructure
then real work begins
Attention to detail
Taking no risk
Hardening everything
praying "no twists"
Skillfully cutting
like a wood carver
Congrats gentlemen
We have a Safe harbor
Firewalls up
We keep it secure
The Genesis machines
have to endure
Men have stopped crying
And up off the floor
5 are recovered,
Just 12 billion more
Army, rebuilding
Army, decrypt
Keep the suits away
or they get a fat lip
We are working
as fast as we can
Need to go faster
we're still in a jam
Officials are calling
They want it up now!
Bosses are yelling,
having a cow.
We've recovered automation
Coding's online
but, decrypting the universe
is gonna take time.
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