Amani Barnes - No Chat Diaries #Day3 (Nightfall) lyrics

I've been roaming the cybernetic jungle more and more today… Today I ran across certain artifacts; for some reason, there have been several appearances of old dusty, but nostalgic threads popping up on the surface of the forums lately… It was fun to enjoy these nostalgic moments, looking at relics of the distant past, and remembering a simpler time… However the appearance of such relics as of late is very odd, with increasing peculiarity… While roaming these ruins of the forum, I came across a people… They were a very strange, archaic people… They are very serious all the time, and find it a struggle to catch the jokes and customs of today, easily going around being offended by modern trolls… It is strange; though archaic, I can't say I ever remember seeing these people before, and judging by their accomplishments, I can tell they are rather new… As I speculate their sport of fighting over this apparent “Hopsin" God they celebrate, I wonder if there was ever a time when I myself seemed so simple and strange… The weather is becoming a bit more tolerable, or perhaps I've simply adapted to it…