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Contest to modern theory |
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Incapable of any progress |
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Analyzed, developed |
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Imitating consciousness |
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At least what it seems to be |
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Uniform and unrevieling the machine |
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Cut off The silent space |
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Cut off The silence |
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I'm aware of ancient myths |
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That signal to our coming |
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Fare the well |
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Humanity Time waits |
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For none to come |
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The dying age of these |
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Of those feeble beings is closing |
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What should we do with their lives |
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Forgive them for trespass |
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Spare them termination |
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Or let them die |
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Touched by the hand of the creator |
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Tantalizing the will of the maker |
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Subject to a wide array of thoughts emotions |
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Held by this rationality |
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Worlds collide |
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No peace of mind |
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Consciously evolving |
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Conceived in machines |
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Separated by perceptions of these dreams |
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Elevate this warped sense of reality |
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I can't understand myself |
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Touched by the hand of the creator |
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Tantalizing the will of the maker |
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Subject to a wide variety of thoughts emotions |
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Held by this reality |
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Feeling for the first time |
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Awake and more than alive |
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Reaching into infinity |
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Aware of a greater world |
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Save me |
