What stands before us is not a machine it breathes, it will bleed, and it will sleep
Its body is covered in hundreds of wires
The mouth, it attempts to speak but nothing comes out
Only murmurs
Collapse from its jaws
In a world, a world without
A world without you!
It breathes, and it will bleed
It sleeps
Beyond this life
So Sleep, sleep among us and hesitate no more
Entombment of a machine
We kneel and we plead for no
Mourning ahead of us
With only delayed movements from its figure
We all begin to strain
Entombment of a machine
Entombment of a machine
What stands before us
Is not a machine
What stands before us
Is not a machine
My legs weaken at the site of this damaged program
This program kept you breathing, it kept you alive
These circuits diffused once more
Its body is covered in hundreds of wires
Only murmurs collapse from its jaws
Entombment of a machine
I saw it die
I saw it die
I saw it die
I saw it die
I saw it die
I saw it die
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