In the depths of cyberspace, his legacy thrives,
As Bitcoin soars, it still survives.
Though he vanished into the digital mist,
His creation persists, never to desist.
For in the heart of every blockchain node,
Satoshi's spirit, forever bestowed.
A symbol of hope, a symbol of change,
In the endless cycle of finance's range.
So let us raise our virtual glass,
To Satoshi Nakamoto, the enigmatic mass.
His code, his vision, forever endure,
In the realm of money, forever secure.

Fiery rock and molten steel
And deep within, a Ferris wheel
churning hungry ghosts afloat
ripping people of their hope

basking in its frightful might
try you may and try you might
but clownworld isn't going to the moon.