Luyện nghe bài hát Proponent for Sentience I - The Conception

In a before words, at the dawn of the earth
from the depths of the something emerged.
The ever-evolving of man
no limits, restrictions be damned.

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

Fragile are we, look to means.
Imprint our hopes and thoughts, our and dreams
into a silicon cell; life from 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 advancements of man
us solutions, a new place to begin.

A machine
to aid and
by design, to help us survive
symbiants that we must devise.

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

Given the means to create new
with which to preserve our cells
the means to create all things
we turn to ourselves

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

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

Fragile we are, look to binary
our hopes and thoughts, our futures and dreams
into a silicon cell, life aluminum shells.
Wash away carbon plague.

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