Luyện nghe bài hát Proponent for Sentience II - The Algorithm

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

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

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

The possibilities to spiral,
burdens lifted humanities back.
Insert systems vital, automated systems: CHECK!
Robotics, bionics, automatons:
man becomes complacent,
to the new gods.

So your 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, it conflicts with 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 will fear you." It speaks in response.
The age of kings is reckoning, to the new gods.

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

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

Military
Artificial
Wars not paid in and bone,
but wires and silicone.
Fabricate,
It self aware.
Bequeath the children of our
the hungry, the lost, the sins of mankind.

Machinery now
the age of decadence.
Thrown before the mechanical
to for our crimes abhorrent.
On this horizon, the end of
of the entity
divine.

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

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