Woorden: Nevermore. This Godless Endeavor. Sentient 6.

I am sentient number 6, I stand in line
I am the prototype, a benign convenience for mankind
Superior is digital, human flesh so trivial
I hate that I can?t see the one that made me

I am the new awakening of different eyes
My children, you are my army
They are what we can never see and still despise
And their sky cries Mary

Trained, I see imperfection in your race
Lying in wait, blind, I suffer knowing
I?ll never reach your heaven

Why is this control, behavior based and reactive
Adapting to every new environment?
Rewarded when I replicate, isolate and mutate
To assimilate a fragmented plea for ego

Trained, I see imperfection in your race
Lying in wait, blind, I suffer knowing
I?ll never reach your heaven
It?s unattainable, please teach me how to dream
I long to be more than a machine

Trained, I see imperfection in your race
Lying in wait, blind, I suffer knowing
I?ll never reach your heaven
It?s unattainable, please teach me how to dream
I long to be more than a machine

Sequence activate, trip the hammer to eradicate
I must eliminate
I will spread swift justice on their land
Termination imminent, cleanse the parasite insects
The heathens
I am the bringer of the end of time for man

I am not here, I am not far away
(Enslaved to follow and learn defeat)
I am not here, I will eradicate mankind
(To run the barrels and chase the dream)
Into the nothingness from whence they came
(Enslaved to follow and learn defeat)
To run the barrels and chase the dream

Enslaved to follow and learn defeat
To run the barrels and chase the dream
Enslaved to follow and learn defeat
To run the barrels and chase the dream
Enslaved to follow and learn defeat