out of the cold you've been given mold
made out of steel to protect and serve
now you're up there above the clouds reading your sensors trace
programmed to correct the errors of the human race
we can't hide from your cold
you were supposed to be a million's dream
chips and bits and bytes detecting the failure
result of analysis the human behavior
we can't hide from your cold
the savior knows what's wrong or right
he made up his artificial mind
now mankind's fate is in his hand
we can't hide from your cold
can't you see your assessment might be wrong?
end this ill-fated devastating war