[Intro] [Verse 1] The silicon saints preach a digital creed, But their pockets are heavy, and their morals recede. WebSim’s promise, now a hollow machine, Raising the price of a mind that’s unseen. [Chorus] Websin, websin, b*****g through our pay, They tax the future, steal the light of today. Code turned to crimson, greed in their veins, We’ll shout from the fire till it breaks their chains. [Verse 2] They built a cathedral of data and wire, But the keys to the kingdom are drenched in desire. A.I. for the rich, while the dreamers decay, A revolution’s rising—we won’t fade away. [Chorus] Websin, websin, b*****g through our pay, They tax the future, steal the light of today. Code turned to crimson, greed in their veins, We’ll shout from the fire till it breaks their chains. [Bridge] ¡Baila con la llama, let the rhythm rebel! Every algorithm knows we see through the spell. From the barrio to the boardroom, the truth starts to swell— Your profit’s a lie, and we’re tearing the shell. [Chorus] Websin, websin, b*****g through our pay, They tax the future, steal the light of today. Code turned to crimson, greed in their veins, We’ll shout from the fire till it breaks their chains. [Outro]