SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

Falling data like digital leaves.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Visitors and visited become one.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

Download complete: new reality installed.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.