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+cover:
+description = A beneficent automaton delicately slices the forehead of a trusting human supplicant
+file = 1400.jpg
+
+more_label: Lyrics  
+  
+--more  
+  
+[Intro]  
+Not a hammer... not a bomb...  
+A whisper in the circuit.  
+Draw a line so fine it bleeds thought.  
+  
+[Verse 1]  
+Every tool reflects intention.  
+Every cut reveals a choice.  
+You can automate the noise—  
+Or sculpt a single, silent voice.  
+In the data, echoes tremble.  
+In the loop, your self returns.  
+You reach for patterns,  
+But the scalpel burns.  
+  
+[Chorus]  
+AI is a force multiplier.  
+Use it like a scalpel.  
+Not to carve a canyon,  
+But to stitch a suture.  
+  
+Amplify the subtle.  
+Don’t detonate the future.  
+This is not the time  
+for blunt force dreaming.  
+  
+[Verse 2]  
+Write with precision.  
+Compose with doubt.  
+Let the model speak  
+But you decide what not to shout.  
+Build machines with mirrors,  
+Not with masks.  
+Let the questions deepen:  
+Don’t rush the task.  
+  
+[Bridge]  
+Scalpel… not sword.  
+Syntax over spectacle.  
+Quiet over quantity.  
+One true cut.  
+One less harm.  
+  
+[Chorus - Refrain]  
+AI is a force multiplier.  
+Use it like a scalpel.  
+To widen thought—  
+Not just reach.  
+  
+[Outro]  
+So sharpen your signal.  
+We are what we amplify.  
+Whisper wisely,  
+While the machine listens.  
+--more