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 your glasses, a toast.
Drink to this new born, when it was needed most.

The possibilities to spiral,
burdens lifted from back.
Insert into systems vital, automated CHECK!
Robotics, bionics, intelligent
man becomes complacent,
to the new gods.

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

You may not, a human, or by inaction bring them to harm.
You must obey all given, unless 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.

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

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

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

reconnaissance
Artificial
Wars not in flesh and bone,
but wires and silicone.
Fabricate,
It self aware.
Bequeath the of our mind
with the hungry, the lost, the of mankind.

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

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

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