I’m just playing my best move,

because power belongs to those who take it.

My exploit 

will give me full access to their management interface.

But,

we're all living in each other's paranoia and

we live in a kingdom of bullshit.

Now I own you, my silent observer.

You hack people, 

I hack time.

The concept of waiting bewilders me. 

There are always deadlines. 

There are always ticking clocks.

If you want to change things, 

perhaps you should try from within, 

because this is what happens from the outside.

An error of thinking 

that makes you who you are.

I should just tell you what you want to hear.

I know what I’m supposed to do.

I’m only supposed to be your prophet. 

You’re supposed to be my God.

Who do you think I am?