No printing press, no banker’s reign,A chain of truth breaks every chain,The dollar quakes, the euro cries,Their ink dissolves in freedom’s rise.
A decentralized hymn takes flight,No middleman to dim its light,The people wield the power now,Fiat bends, it takes a bow.
Inflation’s ghost, once fat and bold,Shrinks beneath a coin of gold,Not metal, no, but bits and bytes,A revolution burns the nights.
The old guard clings, their grip grows weak,While Bitcoin climbs its jagged peak,A guillotine of ones and zeros,Crowns the rebels, slays the heroes.
Fiat falls, its reign undone,A bloodless war by crypto won,In wallets deep, the future sings,Bitcoin reigns, the king of kings.
