I hear the fan of a big machine,
Two days, I'm in between,
Bare metal and Jolt-caffeine,
I see lyra is down,
I see lyra is down.
I hear the fan of a big machine,
Two days, I'm in between,
break; lost, code fall through,
Loop forever then process kill.
Hermes is broken and lyra is down, lyra is down.
I count the ranks of the rewrote and recompiled,
Got no disk, get compressed,
Run it faster for you and me,
We got the source code, we got the tree,
We got the library, where's libc,
We don't guess, we'll find(1) location,
Chimaera, my nameserver, send the packets to me.
We code slow,
We code sure,
We code slow in C for GNU,
Such code I write, it don't make sense,
I obfuscate the evidence,
I don't sleep,
I don't sleep,
I don't sleep.
I search through memory page by page,
A hard program held up by Jolt,
Once an idea,
Now it's done.
I hear the fan of a big machine,
Two days, I'm in between,
Bare metal and Jolt-caffeine,
I see lyra is down...
We got the library, where's libc,
We don't guess, we'll find(1) location,
Chimaera, my nameserver, send the packets to me.