| I am sentient number six, I stand in line
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| I am the prototype of a benign convenience for mankind
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| Superior is digital, human flesh so trivial
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| I hate that I can’t see the one that made me
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| I am the new awakening of different eyes
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| My children you are my army
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| They are what we can never see and still despise
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| And their sky cried Mary
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| Trained I see imperfection in your race
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| Lying in wait, blind I suffer knowing I’ll never reach your heaven
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| Why is this control, behavior based and reactive
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| Adapting to every new environment
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| Rewarded when I replicate, isolate and mutate
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| To assimilate a fragmented plea for ego
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| Trained I see imperfection in your race
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| Lying in wait, blind I suffer knowing I’ll never reach your heaven
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| It’s unattainable, please teach me how to dream
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| I long to be more than a machine
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| Sequence activate, trip the hammer to eradicate, I must eliminate
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| I will spread swift justice on their land
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| Termination imminent, cleanse the parasite insects, the heathens
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| I am the bringer of the end of time for man
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| I am not here, I am not far away
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| I am not here, I will eradicate mankind into the nothingness from whence they
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| came
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| Enslaved to follow and learn defeat
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| To run the barrels and chase the dream |