A/Allegaeon/Proponent for Sentience I - The Conception
In a time before words, at the dawn of the earth from the depths of the ocean something emerged. The ever-evolving expansion of man identifies no limits, restrictions be damned.
A master machine to aid and release by intelligent design, to help us survive artificial symbiants that we must devise.
Fragile are we, look to binary means. Imprint our hopes and thoughts, our futures and dreams into a silicon cell; life from aluminum shells. Wash away this carbon plague.
Since the time of our births until the end of the world we adapt to our enemy, the young eat the old. The ever-evolving advancements of man give us solutions, a new place to begin.
A master machine to aid and release by intelligent design, to help us survive artificial symbiants that we must devise.
Frail and weak, contorted bags of meat become proponents of sentience, to aid the meek Who inherited this earth, and depleted its worth Caretakers wanted for the carbon plague.
Given the means to create new beings with which to preserve our cells within Given the means to create all things we turn to ourselves again
[Solo: Greg]
Using machines to keep us breathing Becoming a victim of our own disease the ever-evolving destruction of man to death the heir apparent. Where does it end?
[Solo: Michael]
A master machine to aid and release by intelligent design, to help us survive artificial symbiants we must devise.
Fragile we are, look to binary means Imprint our hopes and thoughts, our futures and dreams into a silicon cell, life from aluminum shells. Wash away this carbon plague.
Frail and weak, contorted bags of meat Become proponents for sentience to aid the meek who inherited the earth and depleted its worth... caretakers wanted for the carbon plague.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.