Part of the Blockchaingang.. Cold: the air and water flowing. Hard: the land we call our home. Push to keep the corpo growing, Feel the weight of what we ow

Part of the Blockchaingang.. Cold: the air and water flowing. Hard: the land we call our home. Push to keep the corpo growing, Feel the weight of what we owe. This: the song of sons and daughters, Hide the heart of who we are. Making code to build our future, Strong, united, working till we fall.