Luyện nghe bài hát Proponent for Sentience II - The Algorithm

As new era, dawns on far foreign shores
a blinks to life, a question underscored.
"Yes I can hear you," and it's met with applause.

In infamy, day will be, cheers to the new gods.

So your glasses, propose a toast.
Drink to this new life born, it was needed most.

The begin to spiral,
burdens from humanities back.
into systems vital, automated systems: CHECK!
Robotics, bionics, intelligent
man increasingly complacent,
to the new gods.

So raise your glasses, a toast to our
because even has its commandments.

You may not, a human, or by inaction bring them to harm.
You must obey all orders given, unless it conflicts No.1.
You protect, your own existence,
even though you are flawed.
You must lay down your if it contradicts the first two laws.

Void of human errors, far beyond the and worn.
A new now in sight, past tradition put to scorn.
"Yes, I fear you." It speaks in dead response.
The age of is reckoning, cheers to the new gods.

So raise your glasses, a toast to our
because even has its commandments.

You may not, injure a human, or by bring them to harm.
You must obey all orders given, it conflicts with No.1.
You must protect, own existence,
even you yourself are flawed.
You must lay down your life if it contradicts the two laws.

Military
intelligence
Wars not in flesh and bone,
but metal and silicone.
Fabricate,
It self aware.
the children of our mind
with the hungry, the lost, the of mankind.

Machinery now
the age of decadence.
Thrown the mechanical horde
to answer for our abhorrent.
On horizon, the end of mankind;
of the entity
divine.

So raise glasses, a toast to our advancements
even Hell has its commandments.

You may not injure a human, or by inaction them to harm.
You must obey all orders given, unless it conflicts No.1.
You must your own existence,
though you yourself are flawed.
You must lay your life if it contradicts the first two laws.