Luyện nghe bài hát Proponent for Sentience I - The Conception

In a time words, at the dawn of the earth
the depths of the ocean something emerged.
The expansion of man
no limits, restrictions be damned.

A machine
to aid and
by intelligent design, to help us
artificial that we must devise.

Fragile are we, look to means.
Imprint our hopes and thoughts, our futures and
into a silicon life from aluminum shells.
Wash this carbon plague.

Since the time of our births until the end of the
we to our enemy, the young eat the old.
The ever-evolving of man
give us solutions, a new to begin.

A master
to aid and
by intelligent design, to us survive
symbiants that we must devise.

Frail and weak, contorted of meat
proponents of sentience, to aid the meek
Who inherited this earth, and its worth
Caretakers wanted for the plague.

Given the to create new beings
with which to preserve our within
Given the to create all things
we to ourselves again

Using to keep us breathing
Becoming a victim of our own
the destruction of man
to the heir apparent. Where does it end?

A master
to aid and
by design, to help us survive
artificial we must devise.

we are, look to binary means
Imprint our hopes and thoughts, our and dreams
into a silicon cell, life aluminum shells.
Wash this carbon plague.

Frail and weak, bags of meat
proponents for sentience to aid the meek
who the earth and depleted its worth...
wanted for the carbon plague.