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 ever-evolving of man
identifies no limits, be damned.

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

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

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

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

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

Given the means to new beings
with which to preserve our within
Given the means to all things
we turn to ourselves

machines to keep us breathing
Becoming a of our own disease
the destruction of man
to death the heir apparent. does it end?

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

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

and weak, contorted bags of meat
Become for sentience to aid the meek
who inherited the earth and its worth...
wanted for the carbon plague.