The Flipside

There's a short cut

Through the source code

There's a gateway

Between zeros

Out of sync tree

That was blinking

Where'd it come from?

Where does it go?

If you find it

Look behind it

And you'll see

Where it leads.

TELEPORTED

ON A MISSION

CONNECTING DOTS

TUNNEL VISION

INTERLACING

THROUGH THE SLIPSTREAM

INTERFACING

WITH THE GAME SCREEN

TAKE A JOYRIDE

ON THE FLIPSIDE

OF THE VOID

LITTLE TOY!

There are circles

In the circus

Where the wrong tents

Lead in circuits.

Through the foliage

There's a passage

Where the objects

Are like phantoms.

In the fabric of the graphics

There's a glitch

In the glitch.

Going deeper

In the eather

And the signal's

Getting weaker.

Where the road ends

Consequences

And the Red Lake

There's no exit.

So you wade in

But you can't swim

So you drown

Falling down.

There's a shortcut

In the source code

How do you know that?

Cause I said so.

Puppet Master still in control

Did you want this?

Are you consouled?

I'm just saying:

"Thanks for playing.

The End"