It won’t be long now till scientists
Program a soul into the A.I.
Accelerated by tools of war
Our science is religion
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A clone created on English soil
Where does her soul come from, I wonder
No need to challenge the Cherubim
The fallacy, God’s failure
“My name is Dolly
Why was I made?
Where did my soul come from?
Where will it go?
Oh, my creator, please tell me.”

I’ll take every blow that comes
Commit such unspeakable sins
They won’t mean a thing